Bedevil? Not Quite...
I scoot as I scatter
and toss all around,
I break and I batter
so miscues abound,
I dim and I damper
demeanors so sweet,
I hurt and I hamper
those fast on their feet,
I frisk and I frazzle
each honest days' work,
I blunt and bedazzle
the judge and the clerk,
I grin as I garrot
as your failure unfolds,
I crack like a parrot
as frustration explodes.
So, have you figured me out-
the end sting of my tale?
Not bedevil, but D E V I L !
and I'm in the details!
( Ah, yes, it's me! Ha Ha Hee Hee!)
( I love to turn you red..like ME!)
Copyright © Gerard Keogh Jr. | Year Posted 2010
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