Were it any other time
at any other place
I might have been more forgiving,
to share that crunchy cookie of compromise.
I’d have felt less righteous
Even after all your simply ridiculous behavior,
I’d have been prepared to make compromises,
but you made a mistake,
trying this here,
where I endure.
Here, where I thrive.
Here, in my place of power.
Also, it’s late
and I get cranky,
so you’re fucking with me here and now
was a poor choice for our upcoming battle
– and, rest assured, the battle is coming.
I am prepared to defend myself
Try me, please:
Ask me once more
if I wouldn’t rather the deluxe.