in his lies
stuck just like
a trapped fly
caught in the spider’s web
strung out
on all he said

Don’t get tangled
on the rhetoric
like a deer tick
he’ll embed his head
on you
leaving you ill
like the flu

Don’t get tangled
in his arms
hell wrap you up
like a burrito
making you itch
like a mosquito

Don’t get tangled
on the baggage
he’s as dense
as a cabbage
you’ll be served cold
on the side
till you grow old
with no allies