Little Girls, This seems to say,
Never stop upon your way,
Never trust a stranger-friend;
No one knows how it will end.
As you're pretty, so be wise;
Wolves may lurk in every guise.
Handsome they may be, and kind,
Gay, and charming-nevermind!
Now, as then, tis simple truth:
Sweetest tongue has sharpest tooth.
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He pushed me up against the wall and looked into my eyes. I knew he felt the same spark as I did, I'm his mate.
And he was trouble.
"Mine" he growled.
And the next thing I knew, everything went black.