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Ms. X

There was once a woman who lived on her own,
Who had no time for rules but plenty for fun,
She made friends with everyone she'd ever known,
But after sometime they would all turn and run,
She did not seem to have a serious bone,
Someone like that never gets anything done,
She was untrustworthy and accident prone,
All in all she was a chore second to none,
She seemed set to be alone without support,
Which was something that she could not just ignore,
And so she tried to act the way she was taught,
But people only saw what they'd seen before,
She just could not find the soul mate that she sought,
Despite looking until she could look no more,
She thus turned to magic as a last resort,
But it could not provide the love she hoped for,
It was forbidden to make a love potion,
And so it seemed that all of her hopes were gone,
She felt simply over come with emotion,
As she had no close friends she could call upon,
Her thoughts then fell on a rather strange notion,
She thought if she found a monster to dote on,
It would in turn worship her with devotion,
So she made haste with a search while the sun shone,
She found a demon without difficulty,
And regarding her proposal it seemed keen,
The beast acted towards her with loyalty,
Doting on and cherishing her like a queen,
But what had started out as a novelty,
With the passing of time grew to be obscene,
And the woman had to pay the penalty,
As the demon made her into a cuisine.

poem by Christian Lacdael
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