Quatrain of Bitch-Slap
#356
To strike someone with an
open hand
Oh, thy fevered anger, lest it
strike shock-like in
deception or in
umbrage.
Gastric language, foul and
forthright, beating
Episcopalian thoughts
senseless,
Penniless negotiation, no
season for reinforced takers
holding their ground to
rage.
Tis, a gentlemen's pleasure,
to mercilessly bitch-slap
and not remain
defenseless.
Yorktown Disciple
1989
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