Fly Itch

I could call you names
I will smile at your naiveté

I could rant about your evasiveness
I will credit your scrappy guts

I could make an example of you
I will keep your example in mind

I could seethe about absurd attitude
I will marvel at your obtuseness

I could rat out your Houdini skills
I will forgive you your closed mind

I could still lend you a helping hand
I will look to shield my own hand

I could yank the ignorant veil off
I will allow you to fester ignorance

I could outright dislike you
I will expend my pity on you