Lust
Oh, how toi look at her,
toi know toi want her,
Don't you?
Yes, toi do,
For she's the girl of your dreams.
I am one of the Seven Deadly Sins,
One of the dark sides of human nature,
One of the natural human instincts,
One of the daemons from the Pit;
I will tell toi that
I am a great feeling to have,
And toi know it, too.
I have infected the life
Of every teenage boy,
Making him want whatever girl
He desires,
Including the most populaire girl
In the school.
Middle schoolers are so easy,
For they are so stupid,
They always fall for me,
And they do horrible things
That are a taboo in this poem.
I can also affect high schoolers,
But they are plus mature,
So they become shameful
When they deal with me.
However, I may have affected
You, too, for all toi know.
toi really wanted that girl badly,
So toi started stalking her,
And started creeping on her.
Eventually, toi got to her,
And toi did horrible things to her,
And I need not mention the things toi did,
But toi feel ashamed of what toi did.
toi eventually compensated for my infection,
And then toi fell in love,
And yet toi were infected with me again.
Except this time,
The woman loved toi back.
toi dated this woman,
And toi eventually married her,
And then toi eventually
Got what toi wanted,
That desire,
Which toi l’amour so dearly.
toi had the greatest wife ever,
But then toi aged,
And then toi found another woman,
And your life was tainted with me again,
And toi went after the girl,
And toi committed adultery,
Cheating on your own wife.
It is because of me that toi are so miserable,
For toi Lost your wife,
And your children,
Whom toi abused
Because of my brother Wrath,
So toi know that toi Lost your family
Because of me.
Whenever toi get me,
toi always go for the first
Woman toi see,
The one toi think is perfect for you,
And toi get what toi want,
But toi can never get love,
So toi are miserable,
Living an unhappy life,
Much like Ernest Hemingway did.
Now, all of you
Who were not infected par me,
toi are probably sûr, sans danger for now,
But be careful,
For either my brothers ou I
Will infect you,
And we will taint your lives,
And eventually kill you.
There is a reason why they call us deadly,
And I am pretty sure toi know.
So be careful,
For we may just get to toi first.
Oh, how toi look at her,
toi know toi want her,
Don't you?
Yes, toi do,
For she's the girl of your dreams.
I am one of the Seven Deadly Sins,
One of the dark sides of human nature,
One of the natural human instincts,
One of the daemons from the Pit;
I will tell toi that
I am a great feeling to have,
And toi know it, too.
I have infected the life
Of every teenage boy,
Making him want whatever girl
He desires,
Including the most populaire girl
In the school.
Middle schoolers are so easy,
For they are so stupid,
They always fall for me,
And they do horrible things
That are a taboo in this poem.
I can also affect high schoolers,
But they are plus mature,
So they become shameful
When they deal with me.
However, I may have affected
You, too, for all toi know.
toi really wanted that girl badly,
So toi started stalking her,
And started creeping on her.
Eventually, toi got to her,
And toi did horrible things to her,
And I need not mention the things toi did,
But toi feel ashamed of what toi did.
toi eventually compensated for my infection,
And then toi fell in love,
And yet toi were infected with me again.
Except this time,
The woman loved toi back.
toi dated this woman,
And toi eventually married her,
And then toi eventually
Got what toi wanted,
That desire,
Which toi l’amour so dearly.
toi had the greatest wife ever,
But then toi aged,
And then toi found another woman,
And your life was tainted with me again,
And toi went after the girl,
And toi committed adultery,
Cheating on your own wife.
It is because of me that toi are so miserable,
For toi Lost your wife,
And your children,
Whom toi abused
Because of my brother Wrath,
So toi know that toi Lost your family
Because of me.
Whenever toi get me,
toi always go for the first
Woman toi see,
The one toi think is perfect for you,
And toi get what toi want,
But toi can never get love,
So toi are miserable,
Living an unhappy life,
Much like Ernest Hemingway did.
Now, all of you
Who were not infected par me,
toi are probably sûr, sans danger for now,
But be careful,
For either my brothers ou I
Will infect you,
And we will taint your lives,
And eventually kill you.
There is a reason why they call us deadly,
And I am pretty sure toi know.
So be careful,
For we may just get to toi first.
