My name was innocent
In me was no dent
With Good, I went

My name was honest
Unassuming; modest
And the good, old Sunday best

My name was hallow
Unlike those whose minds were shallow
I did not in vanity wallow

My name was beautiful
Till society fetched me a bucket full
Of reasons i'm not made wonderful

Society is a seducing flame
A stunning dame
I lust without shame

She gave me a kiss
And I floated in bliss
While I sank to abyss

She spoke of guile
With words so vile
Heated with bile

From only a taste
To an addicted waste
In a shocking haste  

She took my name
Set my innocence aflame
I'll never be the same