Lady Violet

Lady Violet,

I see you down

The street.

You act like

Your the head of the

World.

Your

Prim

And

Proper.

But your

Heart

Is bitter and

Cold.

You are very

Alone

Because you shut

People out.

It's your

Fault.

So do not

Blame

Anyone else

For your

Problems,

Lady

Violet.

The End

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