Invasion Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

She was there in my sight;
A nymphet, the Venus, Aphrodite,
I could not take my eyes.

Pale skin was scared; invaded,
Her mother had left her,
And friends betrayed her.

Right there, then
Wildly I, reached touched her;
Though sorry, I am late.

She was weak and fallen;
I should have acted fair,
And nicer, much nicer,

I had class and in rush;
With wiper and water
I washed her.

She was gone in no time;
Autumn leaf that was dead,
My Venus, Aphrodite, I lost her.