I met someone last night who could only be described as vile
Her gimlet eyes and waspish voice
Insulted me with their aluminum sound
Scraping on nerves already raw with fatigue
Who are you to tell me I am wrong
You who has known me for under a minute
And yet
Your words sting
You insect
Inflicting venom with your comments
Words pierce sharper than daggers and cut as deep
Would that I could squash you.
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