You've got it coming.

 

Be forewarned my dear kind sir

of things to come one day

when we meet face to face

it's Miz Piper you will pay

 

I ain't got time to shoot the breeze

don't want your pointless chatter

No need to serenade nor sing

don't need lobster upon a platter

 

If and when I see you Dear

you best be aware and alert

I plan on ripping you to shreds

it might start with your shirt

 

It's you I want to hurt

 

systematically

sporadically

thoroughly

dramatically

 

 

I feel the need to take you down

kick and scratch and bite

I want to watch your eyes get big

I want to fight all night

 

I need to harm you, yes its true

no need for a shrink

you seem solid and sturdy enough

you can take it I think