gold digger
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She’s nothing like the rest of us
Belle of the ball,
And her father, the town outcast
She dreamed of having it all
So she had a plan,
Was she brave?
As she was cunning
She's beautiful,
a well oiled machine.
Her cogs, pullies, and levers flow seamlessly,
but--
when she enters a room full of potential suitors...
she is not seen;
