(This is a fictional poem)

When you messed with my family, it was a stupid thing to do.
I wouldn't let you date my sixteen year old daughter because you're thirty-two.
You burned down my house when I stopped you from seeing my daughter.
We barely got out alive, we were nearly slaughtered.

The police will eventually prove that you committed the crime.
And when they do, you're going to do some hard time.
I have a message for you and you'd better hear me well.
If you mess with my family again, I'll send you straight to Hell.