Big, hulking ugly thing, <br />does thou answer to my ring? <br />A bell that dares to sing, <br />what, did I start? <br /> <br />Multifarous, gross, hulking mass, <br />how could you be so crass? <br />Like blotched yellow bleeding grass, <br />do I seek to crave? <br /> <br />No, it's started, crying out, <br />There's no stopping it's deadly shout, <br />A destructive impulse on the loose, <br />there'll be no putting it to the noose. <br /> <br />Things monster started inside of me, <br />how could such a detested fact be? <br />It must not, such a dastardly tree, <br />be growing inside of me. <br /> <br />Through my study I hath fall, <br />For I have discovered, or so we will all...<br /><br />Kevin Maroney<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/infection-5/
