You think of yourself as Zeus;
The King of Gods, Ruler of Olympus.
While I do not consider myself a Muse,
I do hold myself to a standard.
You think of me as Hera;
Nothing disgusts me more,
Clearly, I've proven that I am Hestia
Yet this does not suit you, so you ignore.
I am no Hera.
You are no Zeus.
You disgust me with the picture
You paint; it's of no use.
You will never catch me.
And this is the whole truth.
I have said this plainly:
What you do now is up to you.
If you continue to harass me,
I will hit you with my shoe.
If you respect my feelings and leave me be;
Then peace will be upon you.
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