The Perfect Lady?

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smelling sweet

while I, stank

of tomato and meat,

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and sweat under the scorching sun!

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and a kilo of best mink strip lashes,” she said to me

in a manner depicting a lady of substance.

Her skin was like butter scotch

and her hair

hung on her shoulders

carelessly, nonchalantly…

Her steps, as I had noticed

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and her voice

portrayed an aura of confidence.

She was perfect,

or so I thought.

“Did you hear me, or are you deaf!”

She lashed out,

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Awareness of her presence,

of her beauty, her grace, her fragrance, her smile

and of course her manners.

“I won’t sell,” I replied simply.

I provoked more insults as she walked away.

She kept raving and ranting

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Oblivious to the growing attraction

then I caught a glimmer in her eyes,

my heart beat just paused

and she caught her breath

and we just smiled.

Hate and loved fused.

My dictator father once told me:

“Son,” he said to me. “Never trust a lady and her ways-

she’s as cunny and calculative as a lion,

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so full of spots like the leopard

and what’s worse,

she’s as beautiful and sweet

as cherry, and all the more desirable.”

Now that’s something.

Coming from a dictator that is.

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