What are you, little creature      
now that I have peeled off      
your skin? The thing beneath      
isn't so nice. A hateful little      
thing filled with thoughts of      
vengeance. But no, pitiful      
creature. Now that you are      
mine there will be no more      
of that. You may hiss, spit      
and growl but it won't help.      
I will lock you in this cage      
and throw away the key.      
So goodbye, little thing.