you filthy dog, go lick some bones.
it doesn't hurt, throw your stones.
even roses, have some thorns.
it won't ***** you, just come close.
think you're tough, you're just a clone.
weak as a bug, despite your horns.
cut your wings, you cry and moan.
don't act almighty, when you're prone.
you don't terrify me, I'm all grown.
on head of a prince, a crown once shone.
but only a king, can take the throne.