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She stalks him at his home,

She follows his trail

And fornicates in his garden

Of bergamot and orpiment.

With her fantasies and powders. 

Arsenic rings in terraced pots, 

Circinate the armaments of her war. 

He called her unworthy,

Unworthy of his love.

She would show him her worth

As she pleasures herself 

Bestowing her seed

On propagating stigma. 

She would never again be subordinate

To his wishes, copulating in corners

And secret places,

While he lives in the walled garden

With a life and termagant wife.

She poisons the berries 

And smiles in her terror,

As she corposants her peak

Ionizing her lover's deceit.