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Pretty Delilah

Gene Reah Tucker


Delilah, Delilah
Who stole the brilliant smile
From the fairness of your face
And replaced it with a languishing look of guilt
Did you recall some dark secret
In the abyss of your mind
Tell me, was it easy to find
Delilah tonight
When you put up your hair
Do you plunder the excuses you’ve made
They’re sympathetic to your plight
Because pleasure’s fantasy
Haunts you voraciously