A Name For Grace
what woman would relay the characteristics of me,
that could give the teacher a better view to see,
the witch said, "Here, my dear, eat this apple instead,"
"The poison inside will make you the teacher's pet,"
She said, "I see your heart throbbing in the spirit of grace,"
but i knew what you tried to feed me was ultimately fake,
wax apples and bananas, but you thought you knew,
the glossy coating of the fruit i most definitely saw through,
a manipulating fruit basket given as a gift,
used all for points given in a self-serving trick,
She said, "You look so tired, and faint my dear, weary inside,"
little did she know i was far from dead, but ALIVE!
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