Though it is all my sweaty hard work,
the rewards are wanted by that evil jerk
He is much like a perennial cock-suck
He wants me bowled out for a duck
His batting is simply not done cricket
He is batting for an illegal free ticket
to paradise, where he will immediately sicken it
With his poison, he will thicken it
His instinct is distinct as a hyena’s gaze
He wants all good’s citadels to be razed
He can snatch and steal any a deal
He can put a mighty spoke in destiny’s wheel
He is named Victorious Light; not water-tight
He can reduce the other three elements to a sorry plight
He came from the sun; for the righteous to be undone
With him hanging around, the good can’t have any fun
your famous phrase ‘ let it be!. let them be !!! I say this to you now
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