Femme Fatal


Beware her hair the liquid stare
beware the Hound that sits in there 
it rises up like Phoenix and with gust enflames the blood 
It rises up and captures hearts with promises of love...

The vunerable will fall
felled trees that once stood tall 
too weakened by her manner
beware the wedding planner....

To be stung by killer bee would be a safer fate alas 
beware the Baskerville the daughters
 head in laughing gas....

Gentleman proceed with caution 
go forth with utmost care  
If you wish your hearts remain untattered
think before you enter there...

And did I say

Beware....

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