Follow the insanely beautiful women,
That lack morals,
And triple the threats of disease while no one is watching,
Mainly from unethical parenting,
Beyond their control,
Or forte from visual delicacy,
Don't follow them down the rabbit hole of a misused society,
Blame first the process of a battered youth,
It is all that they will ever know,
No blessings here of any kind,
Danger will fall off at the touch of jealousy and ignorance,
Man, they will reek of pure salvation,
Leave them alone or they will surely bite it off with passionate eyes,
Mercy me for saying these truthful words on a shattered whim.
About the Creator
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That is indeed the truth. Loved your poem!