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A Nest of Vipers

People who get hurt

Turn over to spite

An aggravated nest

Is difficult to fight


Insults and laughter

Fangs bared to attack

Deadly as wild vipers

Hissing under a sack


A gregarious indignation

Of the innocence they spit

But the sting of the venom

Only exacerbates the guilt.

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