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Nov 2016
Foxy Sal, Femme Fatale
had brains no man could match
six foot tall, what wherewithal
if caught she'd be a catch!

Articulate, "let men wait!"
" I'm worth it " and she was
fragrant  scent, heaven sent
cerebral with a cause

Dressed to thrill, a strut to ****
you should have seen her gait
body language said it all
those  petty men can wait

And wait they would, as well they should!
for Sal was quite the belle
a powerful mind  those men would find
the things that belle could tell

Many the guy would give it a try
many would pit their wits
many the heart was crushed by Sal
many she left in bits!

Foxy Sal, Femme Fatale
had brains no man could match
six foot tall, what wherewithal
if caught she'd be a catch!
Harriet Cleve
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Harriet Cleve
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