She is a love bomb
Likes leading the love charge

She’ll believe anything you tell her
Buy anything you’ll sell her

Now she’s a lost child
Blowing up your phone with tales of ire

It’s an opportunity
To stop treading in the sea

Now she’s a beauty queen
She needs all the surgeries

What’s truth to you and me
For her a mere formality

Now she’s asexual
Behind the scenes polyamorous

If you ignore all her lies
She’ll be with you til you die

Now she’s a CEO
Leading her troops to an IPO

This phase will soon end
Will she call you a friend

Now, son, she keeps no lovers
But she need a hundred rubbers

Don’t ask her, she won’t tell ya
She just know a whole lot of fellas

Now she’s a Hindu guru
Reading Rumi in Jabalapur-u

Her advice to you is endless
You just need a bit of penance