So, even though I suck at poetry I decided to write this. I dunno why, the idea just popped into my head and I thought it was fittingly ironic. I fittingly titled it "Angels."
Fear the angels my son
Should you come across one, flee! Just run!
They are demons in disguise,
Putrid creatures covered in lies,
The bane of men and the lords of flies,
In Beelzebub’s domain they are but spies
Fear the angels my son
I have never met but one
Wicked deceiver, holy nun
Under cover of faith and promise of sun
Offering all and delivering none
Fear the angels my son
Never a word spoken to none
Twisting your words and carving your brain
Their only love to cause you pain
Of all men, a true bane
Casting down the righteous and plain
Fear the angels my son
Hypocrisy of untold length
Hatred of uncommon strength
Truly there has never been one
Not a single example, none
None righteous, nor noble
[quote=Pwnzor1130]So, even though I suck at poetry I decided to write this. I dunno why, the idea just popped into my head and I thought it was fittingly ironic. I fittingly titled it "Angels."
Fear the angels my son
Should you come across one, flee! Just run!
They are demons in disguise,
Putrid creatures covered in lies,
The bane of men and the lords of flies,
In Beelzebub’s domain they are but spies
Fear the angels my son
I have never met but one
Wicked deceiver, holy nun
Under cover of faith and promise of sun
Offering all and delivering none
Fear the angels my son
Never a word spoken to none
Twisting your words and carving your brain
Their only love to cause you pain
Of all men, a true bane
Casting down the righteous and plain
Fear the angels my son
Hypocrisy of untold length
Hatred of uncommon strength
Truly there has never been one
Not a single example, none
None righteous, nor noble[/quote]
Thanks to The Nameless Bard and Vavena for the sigs!
Fear the angels my son
Should you come across one, flee! Just run!
They are demons in disguise,
Putrid creatures covered in lies,
The bane of men and the lords of flies,
In Beelzebub’s domain they are but spies
Fear the angels my son
I have never met but one
Wicked deceiver, holy nun
Under cover of faith and promise of sun
Offering all and delivering none
Fear the angels my son
Never a word spoken to none
Twisting your words and carving your brain
Their only love to cause you pain
Of all men, a true bane
Casting down the righteous and plain
Fear the angels my son
Hypocrisy of untold length
Hatred of uncommon strength
Truly there has never been one
Not a single example, none
None righteous, nor noble