Mad prose poetry
you think you can bring upon me this strange ass snare.
You know, for sure, this isn't fair.
Just keep visualizing, downsizing, analyzing, I'm about to break out like a bear.
Take the first step. No it's not a dare.
Every battle, won before it is fought.
You, ought not, slip up and go and get caught or tangled up in a knot.
I've got this, soft thing about me, rooted like a tree, yet I'll sting like a bee.
If you knew, where you're headed, you'd see you'll get shredded.
Moving in these directions, you better start corrections,
I'm a force, g-force, kicking like a horse, do I need to explain it in morse-
code? You're standing on my node. Something You can't take from me.
Take a knife to me, there's no mistake in me, take a vein from me,
Tell me what you get when you pull the DNA from me.
You'd better flee.
