They come to my shore
in pursuit
of me
They wish to seduce
pillage
and burn me
For I am a poisonous witch
a powerful ruler
as unyielding as my island
So they come to my shore
in fake feathers, cheap trinkets,
false bravado
All wishing to claim me
to make me a notch
in their popsicle stick ships and toothpick castles
So I invite them onto my shores
allow them a seat at my feast
lavish their serpentine tongues in my formalities
gorge their cloven hooves in my niceties
as they shake their fake feathers, cheap trinkets
false bravado before my gaze
They forget who I am
a poisonous witch
a powerful ruler
as unyielding as my island
They forget as the ingest my sweet toxins
dazzled by my secretive gaze
wishing to touch my seductive smile
trace my curves with stumbling fingers
They forget-
I am a hater of men
but a lover of pigs
As in a spider's kiss or a scorpion's sting
they all fall along my shore
unable to possess me
slowly deteriorating, crumbling, falling
like their popsicle stick ships and toothpick castles
Becoming the animals
they so love to hate
but in the end they represent
For I am a hater of men
but a lover of pigs
and there is always room for another snake or two
among my shores
as unyielding as me
a powerful ruler-
a poisonous witch
