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©2002 egf
} paradox angel {
women are indeed tricky
you see I myself have been fooled
a young lady so toothsome
and so refined
she could be nothing but an angel
she played tricks on my mind
and how could I, you ask,
be so lucky to associate with an angel?
I have pondered that myself
and have found that things are often
not what the seem
for I have been fooled
I thought she was an angel
and at first sight she seemed to be
but closer inspection showed something else
she was not an angel, not she
my heart sank with this new knowledge
the new found unworthiness
no, not an angel for me
sadness swelled within my soul
for I knew it could never be
the greatest paradox of all
she was not an angel at all
but a goddess