Master of Deception
The tongue smooth
and the voice syrupy
Luring those with a sweet tooth
Like bees to a honey pot
Once captured the tone would change
Becoming peppered
with stinging hot jabs
meant to harm
like salt in a wound
Beware the master of deception
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Punam is hosting Monday Quadrille at D’Verse. The prompt tonight is “Pepper” in any form.
A quadrille is a poem of exactly 44 words, excluding the title.
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