Author: Abby Hendon


You know that itís true
You prey on the vulnerable
Yes, Iím talking about you

Is your middle name
Causing people to misread things
Again and again

They may well be right
But you throw them off track
By blocking their conclusions
Saying itís evidence they lack

The truth you deny them
You rant, rave and shout
Manipulate situations
Fill them with self-doubt

Intelligent people
You prefer most
But theyíll be the ones
To see you have nothing to boast

You have many techniques
To fool us all
You think youíre infallible
But itís you who will fall

I know that youíre weak
Keep up your ways
Your future looks bleak

That is your name
But what do you care?
To you, itís only a game


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