Bases Loaded

Loaded bases,

Many faces,

I focus on one with hatred,

My bat is ready, a chance long awaited,

I step up to the plate, show me what you got,

Are you ready for this epic shot?

I’m going to cram this leather into your mouth like a ball gag,

Punishing you until you raise the white flag,

This war between us ends today,

Now, what does the cocky pitcher have to say?

Striiiiiikkkkkkke one,

Two more chances to get the job done,

You shine an evil grin,

It will not look the same with a broken chin,

Pitch two and my bat does the deed,

Crack!!!! The ball glides into your mouth fulfilling its creed,

The crowd cheers as the runners round the bases,

I cheer because you are going to need braces,

I make a pit stop on my way to the home plate,

To add insult to injury, I showcase my hate,

A few kicks to extend your pain,

A lesson learned to stay in your lane,

I warned you that I would seek revenge guaranteed,

I laugh as I bring it on home and you spit out your teeth,

Here’s to the last time that you will ever torment me.