Lingua Yeast (infected language)

I hate you

But I will not set fire to your house

Because my hate is total weaksauce

I actually do not even know you very well

But nonetheless, I hate you

And your car is safe

I will not cut your brakeline

Or soak your A/C filter with ether

Because at the end of the day

Hating you is not worth my time or energy

You will have gastritis. And I will cackle with glee!

Arsenica Lingua (poisoned tongue)

You cursed me in four languages

Yet I criticized your dialects

You told me I could go to hell

But I chose to stop at heck

We all choose a path

Whether we want to or not

The path you chose for me was wrong

I kid you not

At the base of the foothills

We both showed our hands

A flush beats a straight every time

So here we make our stand

I will not

I cannot

Concede control

And you should not

You must not

Let me know that you know

You must not and cannot

Let me know that you know

The goths were right all along! Adult cutters are kids in training!