S. Loner Webb
Lovers Beware,
I wrote the word scatter and you all disappeared.
Fornicators, take heed,
Rape is out on the streets and it wants to feed.
Kissing, take cover,
Pugnacious don't take that, he will make you suffer.
Hugging, be cautious,
Spite is out to make you feel nauseous.
Passion, be careful,
I sent Angst over to give you an earful.
Relationship, be warned,
You are treading on Sorrow's thorns.
Soulmate, you are not welcome here,
For Depression told me that he is what you fear.
Affection, you cannot have the thrown,
For I am the face of the forgotten, I am S. Lone.
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