Collection Of Poems

Fancy Meeting Lady Vixen!

For a moment I thought,
I'm just being oblige upon;
There I'd realise I sought,
Something that should've been none;
And her tears falling down,
Sudden grief bestowed upon me;
I'm blinded by her frown,
Shame for letting it be;
She was an angel incarnate,
Her forte is dillusional disguise;
Wicked-tailed lady should hibernate,
Only wanted pity I surmise;
She will sell everything for the devils token,
You will regret meeting lady vixen;