Trickster

Oh! Woe! Woe is me Do my tears run As fast as you'd like? The grapevine Has never rotted so Rumours of passion And tales of evil Abominations roam Do we not? Catch me If your intelligence Permits such an act I'm baffled! Shocked! Against love...? Your position sickens More so than my presence Could do to your lambs Oh, Shepard! Does your God love you? Do your 'morals' Keep you warm at night? I'd bet my sanity Against this statement However much it's worth Smile and think- You've broken my heart I'll cry in despair Just for your eyes My exterior, not inferior Never shall you see inside