Loves Poison
Spring sweet daughter dances around,
Like an experienced gypsy connected with nature.
She spins, twirls, leaps, and falls,
But mostly enjoying herself like a wild child.
A word of warning to those to close,
Falling for her will become your Achilles heel.
She’s a wildfire that consumes,
If you stay too long you’ll get burned too.
But oh, how pretty isn’t she,
Like a belladonna, she brings a swift death.
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