She prowls

She prowls like a cat

And stalks with stealth,

Wears mens hearts

Around her belt,

Those who seek

To play an mess with her,

Discover her wrath

Which they incurred,

A warrior goddess

Is a blessing or a curse,

Depends on how you treat her

Make sure it’s how she deserves,

Don’t be falling backwards in reverse

Or the price that you pay

Will be one of pain and hurt

As you become her prey.

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