The stupidity of it all:
Tell the truth, I say:
Dare to sneer this name!
Thou dare to drag me through the mud; yet it's still not enough.
Ye have mocked this family a last, I say!
Now be gone, I will not have it:
And return to us what rightfully belongs to this family:
This worlds done wrong once already;
Yet thou dares to repeat histories toils!
Thou withered snack in the grass:
Fallow thy pitchfork some where else!
Dare not take another innocent,
Or I shall sever thou forked tong from thy lying mouth!
Now be gone, I say:
Ye dare not return:
Dare I catch thy withered face;
I'll take that poker from my fireplace:
And the burn