A Warning of VenganceA Poem by MunkyWrenchTake heed...When darkest shines the dysmal day, and winds go carrying past... the direst shreik of hateful scorn from lips not meant to last.
Then shall come the bloody beasts, from hell's every last corner with gnashing teeth and tearing claws and none are left to mourn her.
They come from sky and some from sea, and some from hence knows where the demons fly and crawl and squirm vampires and wolves of were.
And devils too, the witch aflight, the harpy and the dragon and those who drink the blood of babes shall raise their grisly flagon.
And they shall join Old Scratch himself, that high and haughty devil to kill and steal and maim and burn in bloody joyous revel.
And when their horrid deed is done, when vengance is abated. when those that I have set them on have found their life is sated.
This bitter warning I declare: a similar sensation will befall all those who dare correct my punctuation. © 2013 MunkyWrenchAuthor's Note
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