I am quite Livid.
My rage is so Vivid.
So I will not be Timid.
Call you out on what you did.
I'm not a victim to blame,
Nor some girl you can shame.
You who know my fame,
Sought this Tigress to tame?
Well, you are a fool,
No more then a tool.
I'm surprised you can control your own Drool
Cause you never made it out of High School
A dagger in your back, I leave with this phrase.
Let my anger haunt you to the end of your Days.
This is the most venomous of the three poems.
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