~Charming~
You creep into the room
in your sleek black coat.
If you had presented
with a mouth full of feathers,
I’d have not batted an eye
for your finery,
as always,
is truly more
feign than fine.
Preening about,
as you spout
pretty prose.
Pretty,
pretty pathetic,
prose.
I already know
of your avaricious soul.
Yet,
you and your audacity whisper
 that you, 
you alone,
can leave me satisfied.
Satisfied?

Satisfied, you claim?
Clearly,
 you’ve no experience with the 
'wicked'.
If your looking to simply ‘satisfy’
 I highly recommend 

you stick with your pretty princesses.

Why, breakfast leaves
me satisfied.
Quite.
Are you saying your
only as good as
a blueberry pancake?

No Thanks, I’ll Pass.

~j~