Beware of all in life, it´s never what it
seems,
All plans of wily men & their best laid
schemes,
That worm in the apple, so juicy, sweet
& red,
Insanity fast asleep, within prettiest of
heads.
Cupid´s arrow of love, splintered bent
& broken,
Demon within the saint, disturbed &
often woken,
Hot chili in chocolate, of smooth
complacent balm,
The crack of loud thunder, in sky´s
undisputed calm.
Lime´s twisted rind, in life´s sweet &
cloying cocktail.
Acidic juice of lemons, in scorpion´s hot
barbed tail,
Sickly sweet words, upon venom´s pink
forked tongue,
The secret coded messages, from choirs,
sweetly sung.
Prayers of adoration & soft whispered
words of love,
Handled with gentle care & red-scarlet
velvet gloves,
Oh for those plans, of men & their best
laid schemes,
Beware of all in life, as sadly, it´s never
what it seems.
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