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Helen
Her snake-dance was a potboiler
When the crowd stared her pelvis
They mysteriously vanished down
Towards her assets barely covered
One day she was married to a baron
She bedded him for his skirmish desires
And killed him one last time on earth
She bathed in his poisonous blood
And chewed his bones to abominate
Then she peed over his white body
Washing away the sins of his soul
A woman was born that day from an Eve
That gave birth to apples for evils
Her sacramental serpent became devious
To wage a war between the sexual breed
Shall one compare her to Helen of Troy?
When the crowd stared her pelvis
They mysteriously vanished down
Towards her assets barely covered
One day she was married to a baron
She bedded him for his skirmish desires
And killed him one last time on earth
She bathed in his poisonous blood
And chewed his bones to abominate
Then she peed over his white body
Washing away the sins of his soul
A woman was born that day from an Eve
That gave birth to apples for evils
Her sacramental serpent became devious
To wage a war between the sexual breed
Shall one compare her to Helen of Troy?
Published 24th Mar 2012
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24th Mar 2012 1:14pm
'She bathed in his poisonous blood
And chewed his bones to abominate
Then she peed over his white body
Washing away the sins of his soul '
this poem is one of your best.
congrats
And chewed his bones to abominate
Then she peed over his white body
Washing away the sins of his soul '
this poem is one of your best.
congrats
26th Mar 2012 12:11pm
I was so nervous while posting this poem. I was not sure because my character is called Helen and you are from Greece. But then I am glad that you have appreciated this fiction and your comments always means a lot. Thanx for your genuine reaction Ophie as I am assuming:)
