My Pretty Fox
She baits and taunts me while she walks.
This temptress muse, she laughs and mocks.
I watch her dance under marquee.
She flaunts her lust and lechery,
And I prepare to hunt my fox.
She tries to run, but like a cox,
I steer my prey, my pretty fox.
Her screams and cries fill me with glee.
She baits and taunts.
And when it's done, my pretty talks,
And seals my fate with iron locks.
With all her lust and lechery,
Fate cursed her with impurity.
Now know her I and know death stalks
She baits and taunts.
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