The Girl's Game Poem by Paige Allison

He blamed it on the pheromones,
And the way she stared.
He blamed it on the way she talked,
And how she noticed he was there.
If he was asked
He'd plead the victim;
The innocent and pure.
But we all know the truth
Of what happens behind closed doors.

Her act is to persuade,
Make the loyal confused.
Play the boys like a memorized game,
Like she makes up all the rules.
She has long dark hair,
Mesmerizing eyes.
Her fingers constantly crossed
So she can always tell a lie.
She'll lie to your face,
And make you believe
That she would never do such a thing.
She has the game rigged
So she can always win.
She'll have you convinced
That they were just friends.
It'll make you go crazy
How she takes what's yours.
How can you compete
With such an innocent whxre?

Excuse the language.