There's a harmless looking incubus
Trying to corrupt your mind
Whose intentions have grown obvious
And the malice lurking behind
Further testing the treachery of a smile
Fangs exposed in a fleeting bid to beguile
Though appearing in a female form
Never more a cunning disguise
As she lounges freely at the dorm
Hoping they will never get wise
Closing in on the confidence of prey
Easy go when you know they won't run away
She can stand up in the dazing light
Sport a halo held by a wire
But the blot I see upon her white
Would for no one be a thing to admire
Nothing much but to clutch at the open air
Aspirations descending to disrepair
Linger on in the dim of the setting sun
Piercing cries waking sleepers not a one
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