(a trifle)

The promise is true, but men have no faith.
If pain is convincing, she’s a dancer, is grace.
Her methods are stylish, elegantant, couth;
The promise is true, but men have no faith.
Her kisses are faeish and tasting of youth,
Her garments are see-through, like curtains of lace.
The promise is true, but men have no faith.
If pain is convincing, she’s a dancer, is grace.