First you will be troubled
For the insolence of my beauty
Soon you'll be intoxicated
By my words soft and velvety
For my sweet and sweet
Every night you
will dream of caressing my skin milk
If you try to charm me
Whether your efforts are eager
While doubtless coaxed
I will permit you to kiss me
Or well maybe more
But beware, because if ever
By your actions you hurt me I
merciless revenge
Your heart will rend
From my sharp spines
In your tears I bathe
For soon you forget
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