Retraction

My dear sir 

I am a shameless wench
Intruding upon you
Desirous of your person
Wishing to know each detail of your life
Do you brush your teeth twice daily
Do your socks always match
What do you eat for breakfast
How do you take your tea
Selfish of me really
I cede you no mercy
I grant no quarter
But you pay no heed
And rightly so
You go forth
Pursue your life
Oblivious to me
Yet if given the chance
I'd bestow upon you my riches
The best of show
My spoils and plunder
Would that I knew sorcery
Could cast a spell
Infuse a potion
But 'tis fantasy
The stuff of magick
So I relent
Leave you to yours
Move on to mine

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