I always seem evil when I tell you my plan
I go on ad nauseum explaining who I am
To try to expound or maybe to trick
I give details up but never too quick
I lie, I deceive, I do dastardly deeds
Maybe not giving it away is what I most need
But I brag, and I bluster, and sometimes I gloat
For your weakness, and fear just make me emote
Your running offends me and try as I might
I can’t stop getting off on all of your fright
Some call me a malefactor, some call me a cad
You can cry all you want but I’ll always be bad
But outlaw or miscreant no matter the name
You’re always caught up in my winning game
So my monologue is done, run away if you want
I’m just wicked and cruel, and this I will flaunt
Villain I am and of this I am proud
Especially when you’re screams are always so loud
So goodnight little victims, hold onto your heads
Fore I am the scary thing underneath your little beds
Poem 11/10/2018
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