Two horns that sharply come to a point
Attractive with such beauty and grace
Your stature shows such excellent poise
Your dark red lips deceive careful men with just a taste
Your voice brings out the intellect that destroys him
You are first among sirens, your voice leads to certain death
For your songs cut much deeper drawing sin
While leaving your poor victims on this earth short of their breath
Your hair, short, neat and definably kept
The red and blonde mix that keeps them distracted
A pleasure to look at while you slowly convince them to die
How did you rise unscathed when your angel wings impacted?
For you landed unharmed from the heavens above
When the God and the Creator booted you from heaven
Your very being, the core of you causes much pain to speak of
Yet men find your unscrupulous and evil nature so sweet and pleasant
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