Like a bad penny, that keeps coming back
I’m beginning to see the changes in hue
Your worn, torn patina glaze has cast doubt
There’s just no getting close to you.
Run for the hills I’ve heard them say
She’s nothing but, evil and calculating
She’ll steal your heart and trample your pride
Her charm….. so intoxicating.
Once new and pristine in appearance
Has now turned cold and oh so warn
How could I have been so foolish
To believe you felt anything more than scorn?
Alluring and attractive , like a shiny new penny
You’ve turned heads and sparked many tales
Of love and lust and pure wonder
Your enticing charm never fails.