Revenge

A long time ago there was a girl

With a face so hideous, it made you hurl

Upon seeing her, some men screamed: “Help Me!”

So it really was in desperation she decided to flee

Far from the town in which she was born

She lived in the forest, only eating corn

In a way, she was happy there, all alone in the dark

With only the wolf’s howl and the dog’s hollow bark

But sometimes she got so enormously mad

At the ones that used to make her so sad

Those who had laughed and made her cry

God how she wished they would fall down and die

So then she came up with a plan of pain

That would prevent her from living and dying insane

And get the revenge she so fairly deserved

All she needed was a sword that was curved

Perhaps an axe as big as herself

Or a crossbow she had seen lying on a shelf

So she found a weapon for her brutal vision

And she returned home to give life to her decision

Oh, how the citizens regretted their actions

As the girl slayed them all without any distractions

They all died in a bloody bath

As a result of the ugly girl’s terrible wrath

So she had avenged her terrible life

And it was with content she took up the knife

And plunged it hard into her own chest

She never thought whether it really was the best

She just felt that she’d lived her life

Fulfilled her destiny, with the help of the knife

She could now die feeling perfectly happy

As she had gotten her vengeance and made her life less crappy