The Other WomanA Poem by KateAbout those women out there that steal away your man.
She knows that he is taken,
But still, she doesn't care. What started as acquaintance Is now a full blown affair. She loves the fact that he is skilled With his mouth and with his hands He always gives her what she wants, and whatever she demands. What started out as flirting Led to a lot of sin. But touching one another Makes their heads begin to spin. She is the other woman, She knows that for sure. Enticing him was easy, She used her body as a lure. She is what society would call A home-wrecker, or a tramp. She's a seductress and a temptress, A femme fatale, a naughty vamp. She is who he comes to When lust is what he craves. They have shared so much raw passion That his marriage is depraved. She barely recognizes That she is doing wrong. For she has seduced so many men She's done it for so long. So women, hold onto your man. A vixen's very sly. She'll easily attract him And steal away your guy. © 2009 Kate |
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