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The dark lady
Every night from midnight to dawn,
She wakes up sits and yawn,
Her straight black hair lent down,
and through out the night in a frown.
As she frowns she gets an urgency,
to go to the loo and have satisfactory,
when she does,she scolds angrily,
Alas! the woman of devilry.
Her bottom and belly,
which rotates in degrees,
it makes us feel grisly,
but the woman still doesn't see reality.
Her heart is all cold,
but thinks that she is gold,
She will never fold,
Although she is old.
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