Immature Ate
A goddess is back
from old ancient Greece
to stir up some mischief
all over the streets.
Her name is Ate
and she's not all that calm
she's the life of the party
unlike your mom.
She will run around
making a mess
but its not to annoy
just to impress.
She just wants attention,
to wreck and spoil
the perfect lives
by making you slip on some black slippery oil
Her crazy work is all the rave
But she is never seen
pulling a prank,
just whispering behind the screen
She loves causing chaos
so she'll just cause a war
not one of harm
but one you've seen before
They're harmless little jokes
you may even think you have seen a ghost,
but when they are outed
they are surely toast
When things don't go as planned
and she doesn't get her way
she'll kick and she'll scream
like a child who was told they can't go and play
She gets terribly angery
at all of the viewers
so what she does
is put them on skewers
Well, not so literally
but she does make sure
that no one watches their stunts
because she is quite immature
So make sure you remember
this very special goddess
or no one will remember
you or those who matter to us
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