Armor Against Glamour
Against her conquering glamour
I wear my steely armor,
Self also defending against rich humor
With a face of Cancerous Tumor
While my pals she shakes with a tremor
That hardly spares a good femur
Like The Kingfisher did and I fell for Seymour
And till today for the story clamor!
Yet, my eyes sometimes flash The Glints
In Endlessly Reckless Yours
Their messages in a hard print.
A seductress exploits their flaws
For imprisoning a guy in her baiting arms
Or spinning round his misbehaving palms …
Either way to not go in his favor
Nor same showcase as True Endeavor.
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