You should’ve seen her


She wore a funky dress

That clung to her body

Like a second skin

Of shimmering snake scales.


She was lithe

And full of grace.


Whenever she walked by

The Vultures smoking cigarettes



A whole flock…

A thousand hungry eyes…


With a kittens purr

And a sly smile

Full of promise

She caused

A riot

An uproar

Of fluttering hearts


©, 2016

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