The Revenge Of The Lord Who Isn't

• Rose Albert, Grade 7
• Poetry
• 2016

I’ll have a head to know
That you don’t have far to go
Before your journey is finished
And your mind will rest before my death

Because Jenny, my dear
You are despised and the fear
For your metal hand has no end of its gory past
And its power over the dark
Which you used to destroyed my city and past
For every wrong and right I did to you

It is with great pleasure I must say
You are going jail

Now I can rest for ever
For I know you have been
Punished for you most evil crimes