In the Park

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By Anna Lorena

Pretty demon lying in the sun Why are you grinning? What sort of mischief have you achieved To earn you that sly smile? Have you bewitched some unsuspecting soul To do your dodgy bidding Or is some poor unwary bloke Trapped in your web of deceit? What sort of scheme have you contrived- What game is it you play? How have you twisted him this time- How pretty was your lie? Has your plot come to full fruit Or are you still waiting- And will you let us in on your little secret Before your chaos runs amuck? Somehow...I doubt it- That Cheshire Cat look tells me otherwise- I'll have to ind out along with everyone else And hope- Really hope- That your latest target is not me.

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