Impressed

Were we impressed? Of course we were impressed
By how you undermined the pure good will
Exhibited by others. You kept still
When asked to speak up if you were distressed,
Then interrupted with a comic zest
When that young man, who clearly had his fill,
Exploded in his grief. You made the kill.
You chattered on, and got it off your chest.

All your remarks were like the finest darts,
Aimed keenly, bull's-eyes. What a game you played,
Your poor opponent punctured, beaten, flayed,
Laid open to the air, cut in small parts.
We will remember, while we still have hearts,
The very clear impression that you made.