People just don't like to be nice,
As if they were made of ice,
Cold to the touch,
The frost from the snow that is their soul,
Slowly embedding its way into their heart
Yet so easy to break,
Everyone has an Achilles heel,
Every dog has their day,
My father always said there is always more than one way to skin a dog,
Think like the enemy,
Be the enemy,
And watch how all your opponents fall