Yadira's Taste in Men
A tiny morsel of a man
Not enough to make a tasty treat
For anything that likes to eat
Its victims by the pound
But it's not your body I'm after
And it surely isn't your face
Or your hair that's always out of place
I only want your mind
I need you more than you'll ever know
But I don't want to be in your arms
I care not for your questionable charms
I only want your soul
I want to take you to my lair
But I don't want to kiss or hold you tight
And when you scream into the night
It surely won't be for pleasure
You see, I have a yearning need
That only you can fulfill
Ruling the Cosmos gives me a thrill
But to succeed, I need your brain
You see, I don't care if you're handsome
I don't even care how you taste
But a mind's a terrible thing to waste
Which is why I plan to take yours
Please don't bother to struggle
It will only be in vain
You see, I must have your brain
Then the Universe will be mine
I don't care about your body
I only want your mind
Yadira Root to Gerry Clifford
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