Poem: The Warning

They are smart
They are cunning
They know what to do
Like a master chess player

Praise you well
Bend at the knees
Kneel to the ground
Take off your shoes
Lips touch each of your toes

They are shiny
They are worthy
They know the cost
Like a valuable stone in the mud

Remove the blade
Swing with mighty strength
Aim at the heels
Lose your steady footing
Blood spilling from your ankles

They are ruthless
They are opposers
They know the end result
Like a fortune teller with secrets

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