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Wrath of Athena

the-wrath-of-medusa-from.jpg This is a tale of Lyssa A woman scorned They put molly in her drink During Fresher's Night Gang raped her Left a virus in her 19 year-old body She has infected 324 men already Lawyers, lecturers, rappers College-mates, her friends' boyfriends Her target is 2000 Lyssa loved and trusted Licked, sucked Cooked, cleaned Tried to please Still he left Got married To some other ugly friend of hers Lyssa now makes phone calls At night And threatens his wife She tags him in her naked photos She wants to ruin his marriage That bastard should know how it feels To be lonely and heartbroken Lyssa lost her job Because she refused a quickie On the office table Nice house, car and business She is doing well at least But she hates marriage and kids She has a son An asset to child support She has conned at least 5 businessmen And ruined careers of politicians Who were foolish to think She was in love She wants them to plead Beg in court What right do they have To ruin lives And live happily? Lyssa is not the type That responds to calls after a one night stand Being in love with her Is your problem Not hers Lyssa fakes pregnancies Just to enjoy the looks On the faces of these idiots Who reason with their balls But Lyssa has scars She cries sometimes Because she is growing old The bitterness in her soul Is eating her up Would Lyssa learn to forgive? No. That is a weakness. She says. *Lyssa is Greek goddess of revenge.

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