A Warning of Vengance

When darkest shines the dysmal day

and winds go carrying past

the direst shriek of hateful scorn

from lips not meant to last.



Then shall come the bloody beasts

from hell's every last corner

with gnashing teeth and tearing claws

and none are left to mourn her.



They come from sky and some from sea

and some from hence knows where

the demons fly and crawl and squirm

vampires and wolves of were.



And devils too, the witch aflight

the harpy and the dragon

and those who drink the blood of babes

shall raise their grisly flagon.



And they shall join Old Scratch himself

that high and haughty devil

to kill and steal and maim and burn

in bloody joyous revel.



And when their horrid deed is done

when vengence is abated.

when those that I have set them on

have found their life is sated.



This bitter warning I declare:

a similar sensation

will befall all those who dare

correct my punctuation.