Roaming around looking for a prey,
With a glowing eye, thou survey,
For a prodigal who ran away.
If lucky it might not be 'he' but 'they'
Affection far from thou heart, thou display!
Their trust and feelings thou betray,
Leaving their heart out to decay,
Cos' all was nothing but a script to play.

Here comes the innocent with a faint heart,
Glad he hath found a goddess but alas! She's a tart,
His heart at peace for finding such a sweetheart,
Not preparing for a day that will drive them apart,
The goddess swinging her hips cos' it is all a...