JM (28 04 75 / wallasey)


Vendettas bear a grudge and refuse to budge
No better than a go-getter turned to a seat sitter
They scream and dream of ways to fight the injust
Before they turn to dust. All twisted and bitter
Lay festering and dormant, then pestering and cormorant
In its swooping and targeting of its ill doing prey
Viperous and swan vicious it pecks and vexed, nay
Nice it is not, not one tiny jot, but we've all got one
Like it or not, 'tis one slimy rot, cut into all bar none.

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I always enjoy something original, especially showing a unique use of rhyme. This one does the job nicely! Cheers, Lori