He was a yob; just a boy
His mood was one of doom
He’d step on his pets
Snip them with pins
Stun them; he was nuts
No pal for his lap
Nor God for his dog
He was a liar; off the rail
Destined to live a life of evil
Stressed, he got his just desserts
Take a peek in the keep
moonworld 
Very clever. – love this x
Thank you, G – t’was the ‘double, prompt 🙂
Enod leww!