Rodeo is a piece of puzzle
A perfection behind veils
Her appetite rise above Eiffel Tower
Who knows her next prey!

Rodeo is as crafty as serpent
Horror of lies drip on her lips
The blood on her body
Is it of hers or her victim!

Rodeo is a piece of riddle
Her smile rocks but could fall the Leaning Tower of Pisa
There is a mystery behind her muse
But who can solve her co​nun​drum

Rodeo, there is a mystery in her miseries
She frolic on the Burj Khalifa Tower
For when she falls she's broken
A piece foretokened

Rodeo glows like the sun shimmers on hazy day
But heart is the abode of the dead
She's beauty comes home, But leaves virtues behind
Let Rodeo in your home it turns to hades.

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