Peril, Catullus
Don’t ever try to handle me,
I do as I please,
So let me be.
At your peril this line you’ll cross,
I do as I please,
I am my boss.
Don’t ever tell me what to do,
I’ll call your bluff,
It’s you you’ll screw.
At your peril these words ignore,
I’ll win the clash,
Of that be sure.
Don’t ever back me to the wall,
I will stand,
You will fall.
At your peril, dear Catullus,
For fail to heed,
And I will cuss.
Don’t ever think you know my mind,
It makes you look foolish
And awfully blind.
At your peril me try to mould,
Fairly sharpish
You’ll feel the cold
Don’t ever think I’ll be good like thee,
I do as I please,
So let me be.
At your peril your power toss,
I do as I please,
I am my boss.
Warrior Princess
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