Wrong mood

Wrong mood.

The excuse was wrong mood,
The medley her life had brewed,
Raw emotions showed up nude,
Nothing to do with lewd,
She’s no kind dude,
She was very rude,
Idle bystanders viewed,
Her stinging vitriol exude,
She didn’t let her anger brood,
Her manner very crude,
Her method not shrewd,
Never changed even though she’d been sued,
On the slightest slight she chewed,
It was her very food.

© 2011 afeseh ngwa hilary