Queen Of Lust Poem by Bakare Oluwagbenga Michael

She was sent with just a mission;
To peel off kings from their vision.
Her undergown is prayed with the cent of sensuous doom;
The cent that takes a king from his palace to the slaughter room.
Mare men are never included in her wish-list;
She grabs every champion she sights by the wrist.
Neither saints nor knights elude her sight;
Especially when the light is off at night.
Through her tricks, great warriors were fell;
Because her room is the gateway to hell.
Her words or vows, you should not trust;
Because she is the Queen of Lust...