14 August 2012
If you and I were zombies, I'd let you eat me first.
If you were a scary vampire, I'd let you quench your thirst.
If I were tied to a train track, I'd let you run me through.
If you were a crazy werewolf, I'd let you change me new.
If you and I were enemies, I'd let you win the game.
If you were not as good as me, I'd take the awful blame.
If you and I were poetry, We'd rhyme until demise.
If you really know me... You'd know all of this is lies.
Mad Poetry. • Opuss № I