| Prompt:Write a delicate poem She has a delicate disposition Her feelings easily hurt. As slight as an apparition. And she never eats dessert.. She prefers clothes in satin and silk. Dresses in see-through attire, Gowns of diaphanous ilk. She wants, she gets. Don’t try to deny her. |
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