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The Ultimate Vamp

She was the ultimate vamp We saw it the second we saw her Her haughty attitude drove a motorcycle around the room Her brake lights were lit before she said “hello”. She thought she was a classic. Chic and marvelous. I ran from her wheels as they rounded corners of the room Trying not to meet her Recognizing her kind.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2023




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