Those two to come to call
Most vicious of them all
Waiting for you to tumble & fall

Foul, vile, & reeking for miles
Hideous broken toothed smile
Twacked out eyes; gone wild

Crimes committed by their hands
There is evil in their demands
Deviously they tried to work a plan

Betwixt them both
They tried, her life, to choke
It was no longer a jest or hoax

Alone she stood
Open, middle of the woods
Stones of falsehoods thrown

No crimes for her to have commit
No reason for her to be unfit
Just wondering how love turned to this