It all started with one simple glance, One that led them into an intricate dance.
His smile that spread from chin to chin, One that was just as addicting as heroin.
From quick stolen glances to a chanced romance, Two that would inevitably fall into a clouded trance.
His unfathomable laugh no where near next to kin, Two could taste the burning stench of Gordon’s gin.
With sweet nothings love would advance, No one would surely stand a chance.
His undoubted love crawled beneath her skin, No one would be acquainted with his horrific cringe.
It was soon transformed by one single stance, That brought him to take off his khaki pants.
He took what was rightfully his to infringe, That would leave her violated and unhinged.
No longer did his eyes adorn love and expanse, Only thoughts of hatred and disgust filled his grotesque askance.
He left her feeling hollow and fringed, Only to downgrade her to become a minuscule minge.
It all started with one simple glance, One that will lead them into an intricate dance.
His smile that spread from chin to chin, One that will forever be more hazardous than heroin.