Dear tail of mine

Pulling on my back like my old ways

The time has come for you to rest

Your venom sting has had its day

My scorpion past—a Scorpio phase

Your sharp pincers don’t help in today’s maze

You bite, you puncture, claw, scratch, whip, and pierce

Your mechanisms are too hurtful now; you’ve become too fierce

Everyone’s scared of a scorp

—the shell, the pinch, those claws, just fear!

Crunch under foot every time you are near

It’s time to replace

Shiny exoskeleton case

Scorpion Scorpio

Oh, tail of mine

I let you go