Listen up! Listen up!
I’m sick and tired of your dirty little lies.
Your sweet nothings that hypnotise
The defenseless and innocent
Are all part of your scheming ploy.
Your presence disgusts the knowers
And attempts to foil your plans amount to dust.
I cleanse my room filled with your filthy words,
Unsuspectingly digging up dustier secrets.
You ought to sanitise your thoughts and
Eliminate abominable acts
Before even the holiest waters in the world
Drown you in your sins.