With a fistful of enemies in one handand a fistful of haters in the other,You radiate with such brilliancethat they cringe as before a furnace.Now the furnace swallows them whole,the fire eats them alive!You purge the earth of their progeny,you wipe the slate clean.All their evil schemes, the plots they cook up,have fizzled—every one.You sent them packing;they couldn’t face you.