Finally comes the rage,that has begun to consume my brain
I begin a rampage,that leaves a trail of blood stain
Taking no one alive,because only one can hold the power
I have been trained to survive even in my darkest hour!

My pen manifests into a sharp blade,slicing poets to shreds!
I've become a poetic renegade taking off all poets heads!
No remorse in my heart,cutting my way through the ranks
Blowing each victim apart with my poetic tank!

The peace keepers of Poetry Soup try and calm my restless spirit
But within the hour,I'll devour this group,because I'm not trying to hear it!
So you soulless poets,you've had your chance,now swallow this grenade!
I wanna see you wet your pants,be afraid of this poetic renegade!!!