She walks sexily round the pool;
only to see men stand and drool.
She takes in hand no single tool;
but enslaved were those in the pool.
She defiles everything in and around;
the tinted heart of men began to pound.
Reflection had no effect but to astound;
Brought to justice the men on the ground.
A suicide bomber one guy declared;
A kamikaze, the other one blared.
A gadget man had always revered;
It is true, unless you had to pretend.
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