Queen of the day moth of the night.
Fluttering tissue paper colourful painted Lady Belle of the Ball Queen of the day Shows her colours In a flirtatious exotic dance Entice the flowers To open and display their open tender hearts To her will and command As a brazen harlot who beaks the resistance Of a snared inflamed captured man Such sweet irresistible temptations Are part of her occupation By day Now she has taken She now flys away The moth takes over the next shift During the night The allured By light.
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