POEM: Dear Madame

It is with honor I stand before you, to recite a letter on behalf of myself and my feelings true.
Last night in this very spot, I felt aching pain from a flying rock.
The thunder roared behind my ear, and so I could not resist and bear,
The pain which was bestowed upon me, by your one and only Son, Baloni.

I was raised to stand with pride and dignity.
Befriend my enemy, but stand as strong as a 10,000 man army!
I turned around while holding my head, the only thing though, thank God I wasn’t dead.
I looked upon your son Baloni, dear Madame; I wish he wasn’t so instantly lonely.

His friends began to flee like birds of a feather, when they saw my eyes they flocked away together.
Your son stood strong dear Madame, and he wasn’t afraid, of the massive monster I became.
The blood was rushing within my veins and so I couldn’t resist, someone had to be blamed!
He came to me with a dragons might, but before he could breathe I had struck him out of sight!

Upon the ground he laid, in pain, for so dear Madame you were too late.
You came hopping and leaping in mother’s delight, frightened because dear Baloni was just in a fight.
I will not beg and plead to his regime; for he brought it upon his self, such a dirty thing.
You see dear Madame, for my mother’s love; I have a reputation to uphold.

Whosoever disrespects me with anger; I will show them the love of a monster.
Dear Madame, please do not consider me though, a monster. It is not my place or love for such anger.
You son, Baloni must understand, that when he physically assault another,
he too dear Madame will be the victim of a raging thunder!