Your verbal parries are to-the-point;
Sharp and cunning, they pierce and wound
on razor’s edge.
Yours is the only way to see,
There is no room on this toxic blade
for any movement
other than for your word’s barb
to shave us all down a notch.
Poison-pen dipped in human ink,
blood-red barbarian with deftly honed rhetoric,
poised to conquer
your little world.
This beautiful plant is the Ricinus, or Castor Bean. Distilled, in the form of Ricin, it is a deadly poison, and highly toxic.