The Tale of the Thin Beauty

Like a cocoon waiting to be
You move delicately with so much
charm and grace

You are indeed the greatest terror any
could face
You are too blind to realize the
hideous being
That confronts your inner status.

You are the buffoon, the orang-utan,
the deprived being from the
From a bush that speaks of harshness
The harshness of reality, the prick of

You thrive to be, an object of desire
One for many to aspire
To draw many blind followers to copy
the true likeness of your distasteful
This is your fate

Thin Beauty, forever remain a
continuous duty

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