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Poetry: Wicked

by M. J. Joachim

Wickedly Beautiful

Wicked, darling, simply wicked
Decadent and daring
That lacy little lingerie
Beneath the dress you're wearing

A touch of class, not overly bold
You wicked little thing
Your navel looks so shiny
With that tiny pretty ring

Oh my, what's this, you wicked girl
You've hidden all your treasures
A tiny little waistline
For anyone who measures

You're too much, you wicked thing
I can't wait to hear you speak
I'm sure I have a lot to learn
From someone quite so chic

You yelled at me with words so mean
A wicked girl, it's true
So foul and inappropriate
From someone who looks like you

A viper hides beneath your skin
A wicked mean old witch
She lures her prey before she bites
After she's been hitched

His marriage now is doomed to fail
She wickedly destroys
The man of all those compliments
She'd rather have boy toys

While she is out there gathering
The stamina to win
He is working endlessly
To pay her yet again

The wickedness within the game
Did nothing to reveal
That he was just as wicked
When he killed her with his will

Not a penny did he leave her
In the faking of his death
A wicked man learned from the best
And kept all of his wealth

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