Her words are like razors, her teeth need not be sharpened.
Still they are pointed, so she can follow through.
Her bite need not be lethal for her voice is tainted with poision.
A single sting, a single prick will leave you quite immobilised.
She is not a hungry being, for food she does not hunger.
Perfect is what her appetite craves.
Perfection is the name of her game.
Who is she?
She is a mystery.
So what we will call her,
Is ..
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