She did not want was was offered her, 

Rejecting what was sincere and new,

Coveting only of what she already knew, taken or not

She set her sights upon a limited few.

Wooing by double entendre, 

Tempting them with her slit, 

The succubus would take them, 

What of their families, she did not give a shit. 

Flirting with those not hers, 

Those who belonged to others, 

Secret late-night missives, 

That is what suited her devilish druthers. 

But she told others she was just being nice,

While sowing the seeds of wrecked homes, 

Entertaining deceitful, cheating men, 

The kind who liked to roam, 

Or those lone dogs who had strayed before, 

She wanted them to use her too, 

Tacitly offering herself as paramour, 

And brought them to her, tempting with taboo. 

She didn’t truly want them, 

For the demoness did not truly feel,

The thrill was in attention by seduction, 

The thrill was in the steal.