Insatiable was our lust
To join with the upper crust
Fascinated by their sway
We freely gave ourselves away
Gaining favor as discussed
Glittering with diamond dust
With no time to readjust
We were lost in their soiree
Insatiable
They soon preyed upon our trust
For the night made them robust
Unable to show dismay
As our blood began to spray
We felt them drink with degust
Insatiable.
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