you, yes you,
sly as a fox
insidious, marked with a skill
for deception
you, yes, you
cunning woman
often passing
for wise, deep
machinations
on such schemes
ready always
with your slick
evasive answers
to questions
prepared overnight
sly, tricky Lucy
who me?
not me, you,
yes, you,
yes, you
how dare
you say
you love me.
Attorney Wily
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