Meet Your Villain.

Hi Joe, meet Stella.

Stella – your villain.

it won’t hurt much. a little bit of a tickle, a little bit of pain.

the ol’ upwards thrust of the train.

A broken skull, a twitchy little vein.

so much to lose, so less to gain.

An uncompromising position, without a brain

oh boy, will she play a wonderful game

Of cats and mouses and hidden rules

parade you naked, sitting on a mule.

laughs and mockery abound, anyone care to dance?

Stella – the ungrateful little bitch is but a fa├žade

who knew? the very same that grew out of the pure disregard for all the modus operandi and the ‘establishment’ might one day actually decide to turn upon themselves.

Jack on cake, spade on horses.

Unresolved disputes and loyalty.

two a dime and a seventy a dozen.

Unfair games.

Meet Stella – professional villain.