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The Lady With The Snakes
She lives down the street
Her snakes are sticky her eyes are blue
Should you feel an urge a lady to meet
Be careful and cover your butterfly tattoo
Her nails are pagan her hair is a dragon
Spitting out fire around her hearth
Her fingers and toes enamel polished
Her nails are pagan her hair is a dragon
Her eyes are light only when it’s dark
She’s been like that since the day of birth
Living with the king who never abolished
Time slavery to a wide accursed earth
She claims insanity a DNA mark
A DNA excuse for a DNA abuse
A throne turned down into a knee
Invisible crown her clones only see
poem
by
Miroslava Odalovic
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