Nothing but a charning Vulture...
Living with the Devil It was all too sweet Nothing but a beginning fleet I was young and innocent Lured and deceived on its scent Sweetness started to switch Sulfurous acid made the twist He was all but a charming face Nothing but a clothing lace Scourging sarcasms for breakfast And a dinner of a scornful scathe He was all but a charming face Nothing but a loathing mace It was all too sweet Nothing but an illusory fake I was young and frail I couldn’t do anything but wail Dimming sanity breaking... Sign in to see full entry.