18 May 2012
I warned you once
I warned you twice
I warned you with
My glares of ice.
My troaty growl
As you came near
Clearly told you
Don't come here.
And still you came
You did not heed
Raised shackles, blaring horns
And now you will bleed.
I warned you once
I warned you twice
But your so thick
You think I'm being nice.
So back of boy
That's what I said
Or pretty soon
You'll wind up dead.
Caution • Opuss № I