Every beauty has a price.
Every beauty is on sale:
Shy, smart, sweet, saintly,
Strong, royal, rough or frail.
Some succumb to looks and gaits.
Some yield to the skin colour.
Some can't resist biological needs,
To wealth or kindness, some surrender.
Some fall prey to peer pressure.
And Some fall for stardom.
Some crumble before fun and frolic.
Some for knowledge and wisdom.
All cold and warm damsels
Sooner or later lie on bed.
Those who deny this open secret
Are liars, lesbians or thickhead.
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