COUNTERFEIT LIPS
She attracts men like lonely bees to honey, and draws them in with falsity and knavery. Invents a miry channel with her faux tears, and portrays the unfortunate to want to rescue the damsel in hardship. Then one by one she picks at their manhood and strips them naked, once they lay open and dependent she cuts their mercy to the marrow with steel sharper than Persian sword.
Beware the fille who tends the flora in which lilies do paler grow, for she will shout to her beggar-spies, and with desolation hold her dreary court. She tosses aside her unholy robes and dons an uninfected dress made of blue clouds. Take aloofness far from her mucilaginous charm, do no listen to the whispers of her footsteps. Disregard her counterfeit lips and greedy lies, for she will produce bloody limbs to fill her crystal well, and chant the holy mass alone.
-Johnny V.
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