She was a cursed ugly beauty,
With an ethereal face but a so called messed up heart
She always claimed her treachery like a duty
Deceiving with the bittersweet words she called art
She was a novice master who honed her shameless craft
An advisory for the sorry beggars claiming them into her cult
She never spends wasted time on publishing her draft
Her tongue a culture shock, to many an insult
She broke and built the norms of society
A crime to be punished as a lesson to those who indulge her
She was the "dumbest" of the batch, bold and mighty
They believed her to be a phase to be recalled as a blur
She was majestic and so honoured with a slur,
Yet...