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Lady Beast
By Alfonzo Tucker (Columnist)
Published July 22, 2011


You want to mean everything to me. Yet you lie to yourself and me.

You want me to care more for you than I do myself, yet your love is hidden, out of reach within a high guarded shelf.

You labeled yourself as one who captures men like prey.

You speak of men as derelict, toys, I sadly say.

Your shine is that of a person who has been left behind. No father figure to lean on, so now all men are blind.

The athlete satisfies your libido as well as your ego.

The square fulfills the moments when you need to vent. He will never experience your sweet nectar, only utopia and your scent.

The others will all swoon like seagulls attempting to feast. Many will have you, unbeknownst to them; they are your seasoned meat.

Most will never know, you are scorned, vengeful, a lady beast!

Right or wrong you deserve love, from who, that remains to be seen.


Categories: Noetic to the Third Power

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