Hello there, it's Twinkie here. I have a poem for you.
She is repulsive, grotesque
With her long, scrawny, flesh-less limbs
Her empty, hollow rib-cage
Her raw-boned hips
Her leather skin stretched over her frame
Her gaunt, elongated face
Covered in oily pimples
Her vacant, sunken eyes
Her over-sized, cracked lips
Stretched over sharp, crooked teeth
Ready to devour anyone within reach
Stay away!
Her dark, lank hair hangs over her face
Sheilding her from the world
And the world from her.
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