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Demons In Her Head

She's a seductive Merlot,
wears pearls like a lady
slurps oysters like a sailor
swears like a banshee when
 she can't have  her own say,
tiny bit of sugar, lot of spice
not the type of girl you 
bring home to mother,
doesn't give a bird flip, 
she's tangoed with lions
won't ever be possessed,
she can outrun you
hit a grand slam right
between your eyes,
a fiery dragon and
kitten all in one, 
her daddy used to have 
his way with her, 
can never win her heart
it was tarnished
 many moons ago,
wherefrom demons
    crawled into her bed
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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