Patience! coy singers of the Delphic wood,
The brightest sun tempts forth the viper brood;
And, of all insects buds and blooms enclose,
The one that stinks the most infests the rose.
“White phosphorus burning through the night Skeleton crew on a slaver, hug the equator tight
Drone fly like metal kite Hellfire out the sky, open your book to Revelations
Anyone hatin’, this your chance to get right”