False Led
Wide eyes beguiled by pursed lips and strings
Temptation crouches low as a tiger
Hunting coy glances and diamond rings
Tiger now an ox who plots beside her
Promises of riches, fame, and love
Sing like a fairy, little gold canary
The wolf now disguised as a sheepskin glove
Once gentle, he acts to the contrary
And they'll dance as snakes in courtship
smother and crush their ribs and wants
Blame the rat for sinking their warship
Spell out expectations in different fonts
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