Pretty Bird

Prett bird struts a plume of gold.
Shes a gorgeous sight for all to behold.
Beauty is her's and with grace she's endowed.
Breast thrust out, head high shes looks proud.
Pretty bird sings poison into everyone's ear.
Behind that candy smile is only a cruel sneer.
Her words are like acid to burn the soul.
Listen to her venom and it will soon take it's toll.
Lovely she is, but this bird is tainted.
Her sizzling, gold feathers with toxin is painted.
She'll leave your heart burnt and your soul scarred
For this bird's own soul is completely marred.