Once upon a time
there was a spy.
Charming little thing.
She bat her eyes,
told you lies,
and kille in her spare time.
She killed not with weapons,
she killed not with poisons,
but with a word we all know.
She killed you
with her lies
just as she does every time.
Thy flock to her in droves
and she kills them n the coves.
Written: 2/8/2012
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem