The Dancing Harlot
She kept the vile of cyanide hidden in a locket
Suspended between her enticing breasts
Seduction was her vanity and her alluring charm
Irresistible to men, vexing her calculating mind
Causing her to abhor them and invoke a deep hate
Triggering an incredulous cool sardonic smile
Gathering lovers into her captivating coil
To smite them blind with her deadly powder
While they are writhing in her wanton bed
With an obsidian dagger embedded in their chest
The harlot dances intoxicated and warped
Murder the aphrodisiac to her blasphemous soul
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