You vapid, insignificant, waste of space,
Your innocence is your veneer,
But heed the words you're about to hear,
I see through the pastels and floral prints,
I saw right through your "subtle" hints,
The coy play of words and shameless flirts,
Aces hidden in your skirts,
You played your hand and reeled him in,
Gleeful of the prize you'd win,
But this is far from being over,
You've underestimated the other player.
Care to call my bluff?
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