If you wanted to read a happy poem about butterflies and kittens, this poem is not for you. It is about something horrible and does have anger.
Pedophiles and fake smiles.
Indulge in all your wiles.
Little boy in a man’s clothes.
Think you’re covered, but it shows.
Play the game and deal out the shame.
Looked for you, Mister Knows-No-Name.
But you ran from grasp.
Forked tongue
And devious asp.
I know your ways quite well.
Open your doors,
And welcome to my hell.
Let’s play another game
Like Hide and Seek.
Innocence will hide while
You take a peek.
No time does a Grendel waste.
Just how do little girls taste?
You had much practice?
Cuz you’re a pro.
Directly to jail,
Do not pass go.
Tell yourself anything
To make it through the day
Life isn’t Burger King,
You can’t have it your way.
And all this hate inside,
I’ll surely confide,
Was thanks to your “joy” ride.
But these eyes will cry no more.
Cuz I’m not your little whore.
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