Her Beauty Is Her Strength

her beauty is her strength
seduction is her power 
cos she kills every heart
with her beauty 
she knows the weak point 
of the standing men 
she is a professional 
flirt 
she never let go her zeal
or the men will bleed 
she grow up to be a 
feminist
cos she likes to be 
the Queen of the jungle
were wasted men 
satisfy their soul 
as they pay the price 
of her beauty 

her beauty is her strength
she likes to be in charge
she never listen 
especially to men 
she believes she can't 
be second 
so she grew up a 
feminist 
in the midst of weak men
she was a boss 
like a man like a woman 
was the questions of 
her victims 
cos her rule is that 
of an iron lady 

her beauty is her strength
power was her aim 
male control was her moto 
she never need be under
nor be guided by her hobby
instead her hobby must 
be a captive in her nets 
of control
she is the master of 
all but her perfection
is rooted on deceit
so her ego equals 
seduction power control
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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