Thursday, November 20

Mr. Ruffian

Dear Mr. Ruffian,

Stay away from everyone;
Your knave manner
and rapscallion banter
is the reprobate slander
- you spew.

Your cad ranting
and hooligan scanting
is pure wretchedness - times two!

Good lord this is becoming a zoo.

You will quickly depart,
with your scalawag heart,
to a rope waiting to set you free
- its hanging in the nearest tree.

PS: You can now see,
the friend that you pleased
while fulfilling your lust and sleaze.


Mr. Cemetery

Mr. Ruffian by K. Saitta © 2014, A Walk In Verse