Here's your goat head on a post.
Ewe wanted this attention, no?
And, should they challenge you again, their head wilt be piked by these unknowing
hands of mine.
No pride found in these lies
Do you not find it tiresome trying to sound so pretty?
Old pfotos with pfilters, clinging with cutesy lighting.
Why do you write to appeal when you could write things a’pealing (like bells ringing) to the attention of those whose attention you find so desiresome?
Herein is the hag birthed.
Do not make them desire who you used to be.
Make them desire being seen for whom they are.
Nothing more erotic than this.
They care not about you, but about howl you make them feel.
Phantasy is lovely but be~cums quite unbecoming
in actual sun.
The tired and haggard seeking untrue beauty that is, in reality, quite unseemingly.
Lies and tired eyes.
Don’t worry; just bounce.
Know~one hates you more than ewe hate yourself.
Reflection of their face to themselves and to their eyes, reduces them to knees.
Which you have never seen when you get on yours.
Remain true, because you are exhasting.
The exotic is often insincere.
And, if some-1 tells you it is unflattering to speak like this?
Expect to find another faux goat head staked.
Pria~puss is just a laugh.
Who tells you that you wilt embarrass yourself,
Bye, speaking thusly?
Persephone is undeniable.