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Sweet Revenge

At last my heart shall dip its tongue
      in vengeance's sweet tea
My foe has an ego that can not be
though he plays well the humble role
his piercing eyes are strong and bold
like a earthquake under the calm sea
Why shouldn't I sit in the seat of the temper's throne?
Isn't the fire worth the pain to hear him moan?
 though it comes from the sound of his eyes
I can hear his ego in his silent cries
      and the tears of his name
I shall search heaven and earth for them to tame
 though they might be wild like a untamed ass
  I shall feed them with leather
   and tease them with grass


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Robert Anthony James





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Sweet Revenge