Speed Demon

Speed demon elevated,
Repeatedly trialed.
Twice juries have known
How his life’s been vile.

This time, however
His movement’s too fast
And the judge can’t tell
A meter from a mile.

The demon just smiles.

Light is his pleasure
And he’ll be racing to catch her.
To feel her at last.

Her speed he must match.

The love of his life
Only speed demon’s past.

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