She mixed bitter orange and half sweet cherry,
Said she’s the girl my mom warned me about.
It’s Amaretto? No, sugar, trust me…
Tastes like Poison but I’m already out.
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Fragrance Poetry Inspired by Poison Girl from Dior.
It was half bitter orange,
Half sweet cherry.
This cup the waitress served me
Left me feeling kind of hairy.
I said, “Is the Amaretto?”
She said “No it’s sugar. . .Trust Me!”
It was super sweet and spicy
With a bite that killed me softly.
In a dark red glass,
With her lipstick on the rim,
This drink felt kind of dangerous
Like a rose from Brothers Grimm.
She said, “I’m the kind of girl
Your mother warned you about.”
I said “Stop! This cup is ‘Poison!’”
And I’m already out!