Spoiled
Though her flesh was soft as moonlight,
He found her soul a bleak midnight.
Her sapphire eyes, banana sky,
But she spoiled things like a fruit fly.
He’s out of time, needs a bypass -
Her body, shaped like an hourglass.
6/16/2023
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