Poison

My, Oh so beloved

kin

waiting bed of mine when I croak

around death of mine

knowing

it was their poison doing it

ha

ha

it was not

mine was it

mine

as always dupes of kin of mine

and now

when

I as planned morons you I my breath will surrender to the gods

ha

my poison

in me

will explode

kill

you

all

I will have servants in the Hall of dead