Day 1: New Arrival Enters the Fray!

Macbeth, don't fuck with me

I was ripped straight from my own history

A new challenger is entering the massacry

and if I may say so, dashingly!

Don't pass on me

Got an alacrity

to put in nails in coffins happily

caution against acting haphazardly

You wanna meet Perdition,

hazard a peek,

and you can meet the Slain Poets Society

I  demand and commandeer

drum snare, fanfare, 

small children in choral wear

You can all sing my themesong

on all occasions, and everywhere!

I'm not sane, not all there,

emotionally unaware,

but if my bravado rings this loud

your judgement has no prayer

So forthwith, 

ick-snay on all bullshit

I bore the brunt of your hatred

and walked from the darkness immaculate

so fuck with me, Macbeth