Speaking o f Disturbances
(A Poem)
"While speaking of disturbances
I think you ought to know
I shall fully list your practices
Of which are all a show
...
You're full of foolish arrogances
You think you're some great hero
But all you've got for your shenanigans
Is a head-inflating ego
...
You annoy for your conveniences
Think your smile is a deathblow
Pranks hold no room for leniences
And you strut 'round to-and-fro
...
There's no stemming your advances
'Though I've labeled you a foe
You should grasp that you've no chances
Before beneath my wand you go
...
So while speaking of disturbances
I think you ought to know
When a person earns some grievances
You're where I tell them all to go!"