YOU'D BE CRUSHED IF I WERE A STONE.
I'D FALL ON YOU IF I WERE A TREE.
AS A BIRD YOU'D BE SHIT UPON BY ME.
AS AN INSECT I'D STING YOU.
AS A MACHINE, I'D STOP WORKING FOR YOU.
IF I WERE A TOOL, I'D NOT LET YOU USE ME.
I'D POISON YOU AS A FRUIT.
AS A FLOWER MY SMELL WOULD KILL YOU.
IF I WERE THE WEATHER, M Y STORM WOULD RAGE AGAINST YOU.
A CREATURE I'D BE TO STALK YOU.
IF I WERE A MUSICAL INSTRUMENT, MY SOUND WOULD BRING YOU DOWN.
MY PROFESSION AS AN ASASSON WOULD BE TO KILL YOU.
AN ANIMAL TO BITE YOU WITH DELIGHT.
IF I WERE ANYTHING IN THE WORLD, YOU'D BE HURT.
MY COLOR WOULD BE BLACK FOR ATTACK.
MY FRAGRANCE WOULD BE ONE POISON TO YOU.
A HATE EMTION FOR YOU.
KILLING YOU WOULD BE ASTATE OF FEELING.
AS A VEGATABLE, I'D STINK SO YOU'D NOT EAT ME.
AS I MAKE MY SOUND,IN IT YOU WOULD DROWN.
IN MY ELEMENT, YOU'D CEASE TO BE.
BY RAMON PRIDDY
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