Irresistible beauty.

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She gives me that scowl.
Her face, an ugly mask.
I know she wants more,
and she doesn’t ask.
She is like a leech,
some real sucker.
Draining much from me,
like some low hooker.
She robs me of my soul.
She strips me of money.
Her image, my worst ghoul.
She’s my poisoned honey.
Must get out of reach,
before it’s too late.
Thus, her shadow falls upon.
Entrancing beauty.
An alluring face,
such glorious sight.
Standing by my place,
I wait for her bite.
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