Revenge? Why would you serve it cold,

when that attack first came with heated speech?

The fiery ire delivered then so bold,

while standing prudently well out of reach.

 

Such incandescent bile escaping my control,

that murder might have been my first retort,

if I had got my hands upon this troll

who spun his web of lies purely for sport.

 

When finally I do get hold of him,

believe me, I will not be feeling chilled.

The retribution served that day so grim

that thoughts of repetition will be stilled.

 

The plans may be emotionless as ice,

but let me say the outcome won’t be nice.