slender as a winding brook
with skin all spackled in stark designs
eyes that chase and hunt your gaze
scanty clothing covers naught

uncouth it seems to look 
although reptilian scale shines
pinkish hues cannot erase
a form that withers aught

and still you want to shoot your shot
if only so you might fill your days
with her attention on all their minds
but your heart alone she took

and I suppose I will withhold banning until I receive a verdict on the requested work.