Burn baby, burn!

If you falter, you fail.
Life’s a forked tongue and kinked tail.
A little less lipstick, a little more bite.
If you piss off people, you’d best damned be right.

Wiggle into tight spaces, leave breadcrumbs behind
So the next generation
has a trail they can find
(before blazing their own)

May they all feel the heat from your furious flame.
You can’t burn their asses, if you don’t get in the game.