Faster than fire Burn all in it's path Destruction, desire Can't escape the wrath
Hell hath no fury Such as women scorned Hate hotter than curry Now you have been warned
Pray tell why you do it I'm waiting to hear Come on now get it to Or are you filled with fear
Rumors nasty and vile lies Tearing and torturing in everyone's eyes They ravage and rampage the kindest of souls And to them there are no significant roles
Written 3/4/10 for a friend who was extraordinarily pissed about rumors being spread