Hello little lamb
Are you a little sad?
Let the sorrow scram
I'll give you something bad
I will give you bliss
And a lingering kiss
Baby have a taste
Of this forbidden chase
Babe don't fear thy root
Tis a very good trade
The forbidden fruit
Tastes sweetest ever made
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A Casanova's Touch
PoetryWith his eyes, he can manipulate you. With his words, he can soften you. With his touch... he can just drive you crazy.
