Treasure Island

Charlie Parant


Superficial Super Powers


she has super powers
and I know it’s true
beauty, charm, charisma
just to name a few
when she turns them on
there’s nothing you can do
she’ll crawl right in
under your skin
and gain control of you
she’s going to make you want her
and pretend she wants you too
but when she’s done
having her fun
there’s nothing left of you
There is only one defense
you’ll have to get right near her
when she turns her powers on
deflect them with a mirror
She ‘s not immune to her own powers
she’ll fall in love with herself
and the effect will last for hours
you’ll have time to save yourself

Submitted: Wednesday, February 09, 2011
Edited: Sunday, March 06, 2011

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