I'd already been warned
of thine doubled mind.
Anticipated criss-cross smiles,
blackened batting eyes
lashing backs.
The woos to the unwary as sharpened teeth,
sliped and sucked blood dry.
The anictdote is the antidote.
Charm deceives,
beauty's vain.
Watch for the one Daddy calls.
Avert the shame.
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