You can: 
Cut off my hands
And feed them to the hounds for supper
Pierce my Achillies 
With a poisoned arrow or spear
Tear out my entrails
And strew them all across the battlefield
Slice off my ears, or nose
Or gouge my eyes
If you so please
Break my spine in two
Or four
Or thirty-three
Individual vertebrae
But, in spite of all that
It’s best to stay wary
I have teeth
I can still bite