Her name is JSD,

the lady whom I loved to my memory-deep;

and decomposed a decade time of life with her fallacious love.

when I delineate she to thee,

daughter of Jade she seems to be!

with lascivious looks and nymphomaniac drives,

leads she a life - an encyclopedia of errors.

O I pity on she, the JSD!

Her love's knot is all but naught,

fall shall grace upon her stone like heart!

She is voluptuous with arresting bust and seductive looks,

she has got the power of mouth-watering and heart-stirring propels

for those who are in the Torments O' Tantalus.

Aberrancer she is...

loosing her way of virtuousness,

her artful dodge is like wolf in sheep's clothing!

But is at all times caught by lapsus linguae,

her beguilement is like Judas Kiss,

she is coffea arabica of inexactness and inaccuracy.

O I pity on she, the JSD!

Her love's knot is all but naught,

fall shall grace upon her stone like heart!

She is in Lutheranism,

but piled with materialism!

she declares herself in ecclesiastic drives,

but and ben addicted to woe betide!

she says I am Jesus Freak,

but she is freak-out with barbaric pagans!

O hark,

she is hoodoo, if you are in her doodah blanket,

you are trampled if trapped with her flirtation!

Nevertheless her flesh is like wax and wine,

her chronicles will be like thorn in the flesh!

O I pity on she, the JSD!

Her love's knot is all but naught,

fall shall grace upon her stone like heart!

Sagittarius is her zodiac sign,

sagittary she befit,

if you are unto her realm of aroma love,

but and ben you will meet with loss,

toxic and venomous, wretched and amiss is her love.

She is bewitch, skeleton in the closet,

she assuredly commits a mistake; 

moreover she exposes in order to try and look green,

but and ben, she just paints!

O I pity on she, the JSD!

Her love's knot is all but naught,

fall shall grace upon her stone like heart!

She never have anything to say,

but what she says is captivating!

She is hypnotic, she is more powerful than magnet.

Machiavellism is her hypothesis, Apocryphal is her exercise!

Her wickedness wide as ocean is,

and her vanity as a proudest peacock doth bear,

her deeds - factures the heart,

her deeds - a soundless deep death drive!

O I pity on she, the JSD!

Her love's knot is all but naught,

fall shall grace upon her stone like heart!

She looks worth boat, beauty bud and virtuous airs,

but in process of time, she comes out with that fairy mask!

Mask of Betrayal, Turpitude and Simony.

My perceptive kernel sans peur et sans reproche, for to his,

on her masked love groopingly took on trust.

But and ben, worst was that time, my time, and I...

Where my love upon her was my time decay!

Skald Quill Carry