The Fool

To each their own

In a way of words

Like it or not

It shall be avenged

A shamble you are

A crook in its rights

A gypsy in a land of unknown

Words spill out

Evil they are

I don't regret one thing said

You deserve it all

For you already slandered your name

A pitiful fool you are

Nothing but a disgrace

To your very race

Why beckon those around you

You're nothing special

I won't see your ways

For it goes on for days

Your mess still there

But all you see is puppy love

Oh so young

Yet so old

Now clean up your mess

Cause if I do

You will not like for what I say

For it will last days

And you will always be in a haze

I pity the fool who marry you

You don't deserve love

You deserve nothing

You're not in the right at all

You shall be gone

Oh pitiful fool.