Karma is a b****
With cruel, vindictive eyes
But she’ll always tell the truth
She’ll never tell you lies.
Her smile is sadistic
Though her motives, realistic
Her malicious sense of humor
Allows her to gladly spread a rumor
And she will out all of your flaws
When she finds a just enough cause
Though she is tiny and petite
And will greet you on the street
If she has crossed your path
Then you’re bound to feel her wrath
She’ll know just what you’ve done
And with that you’d better run
Because when Karma is around
You should hope you are not found
For the outcomes are never neat…
Unless of course, you’re sweet