See the Lady in Red
She’ll fill you with such dread
Once you are used
You will be abused
She can’t love
But only shove
She is evil
With a heart the size of a weevil
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See the Lady in Red
She’ll make you wish you were dead
She’s very amused
When you are confused
She’ll at least wear a glove
When she hits you from above
Just when you think you will get a reprieval
She’ll go all Medieval
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See the Lady in Red
You’re better off dead
You’ll be misused
And all bruised
You won’t know whereof
As she tells you all about her unlove
She causes a lot of upheaval
Because her ways are primeval
Comments (6)
Hehehehehehehe and that lady in Red is me ✨️❤️ Your poem made my day! I was so happy to see your name in my notifications. Hope you're doing well. Sending you lots of love and hugs ❤️
great poem. brought back a memory of a friend I had who was completely enthralled by a woman who always wore a red blazer. I tried to warn him. He didn't listen. She ruined his "would-be" career and now he sings in lounge to make ends meet. Yep, the lady in red struck again.
Beware the lady in red , nicely written
Fair warning!
The rhyme and meter are sensational!!! Love it!!!💕❤️❤️
Oh 😱 Momma C. Thrilling newness!