She's odd
Definitely so
A riddle wrapped in an enigma
I just can't tell her no
She does these strange things
And they make me upset
But she snaps her fingers
And I just forget
She gets what she wants
Fortune favors the bold
But she is a bit blunt
Still I do what I'm told
She's hypnotizing
A danger to my health
But I won't give her up
So I can't save myself
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Author:
Naeners (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I'm so tired but I could not sleep until I finished this. I'm probably going to lay down now. Please tell me what you think. Constructive criticism is always welcomed.
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Good write as a poem. I read a book on anti-hypnotism ages ago. It put me off it ever since. It's coming under someone else's power and control - very dangerous, even if seemingly good intents.
One sentence that comes to mind from the book, often when I hear the word 'hypnotize' is: 'Do not allow yourself to be hypnotized by anyone for any reason whatsoever'.
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