She’s the only one for me
Her singular soul a source
Left one rose
Blood dripped from her nose
This one’s a sniffer, spends all her dole
On single glass slippers
Hoping the Prince won’t notice, witness
How she kneels as if asking forgiveness in the shop of a priest, sinless.
Got the bends in the bath, now bend over and shit a half.
Lost your golden egg I had to laugh,
Still offering firstborns to golden calves.
Alchemisland 
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