Response to Hap

I look upon the world and call down to its people

Their tragedy brings gladness to my countenance

For why should such feeble creatures be happy

When their sorrow brings about my own joy?

They believe themselves strong, able to weather near all

So I hurl every inconvenience their way. 

I feed on their sadness, their suffering and pain

Their tears fill my finest glass of wine.

I create evil places, my best the HOA

Heaven's Omnipotent Assassins, what did you think I meant?

A simple party destroyed by stupid little rules

Destroying the gathering of friends and sweet drinks.

The boys who come to this yard deserve no milkshakes,

Only pain.