Drizzled with wit

drenched in charm

draped in silk finery

she’s a lethal firearm


Woo you with her words

unabashed and bold

her tantalizing touch

can rattle an old soul


Fearless glare

killer curves

hypnotic cologne

and whimsical curls


Armed with these

and so much more

she’s a wily temptress

you’d helplessly fall for


Hold your horses

my dear man

for she’s got you trapped

in her master plan


She’ll do you,

she’ll screw you

and escape with the wind, this dame

that’s when you’ll know

she’s played you so nimbly

like one of the many pawns in her game.



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