“Beware
of the
slinking
devil!” The
slinking devil
whispers
whispers into
the hearts of men.
The message is
so faint it slowly
slithers
from among
the gin.
It slithers
and slowly
slinks in
whispering,
‘hate.’
“Don’t get bit by
the bitter snake!”
The bitter devil
bites into your soul.
The symptoms:
a sour stare,
grinding teeth,
raised hair,
a terrible twitch,
wrinkles below
the squint and
glare. If looks
could kill,
thousands
would die.
“Beware of
the bitter snake!”
The slinking devil
whispers and
poison
venom
multiplies.
Soon, the only
remedy
is a lie!