The Brutal Lure
With a friendly coat
And lips in sugar coat
I was approach
With a hidden reproach

We move together
Enjoying some get together
I take him as a friend
Unable to see the end

What a friendly lure
To damages beyond cure
Am surround by ravage
My life soon be Savage

Him, a sheepish wolf
And I, a savaged Sheep
Am drag around
As trophy of victory

Too weak to scream
My blood lick like ice cream
Withe echoes of victory
Am just a victim

Watching my life plunder
Cause by my ravager
My body greatest share
My friend clams of share.

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