She’s petite; almost invisible in her little white frock.
Fluttering here and there without being noticed.
What a little conniving pixie, so convincing and persuasive.
Be careful my tiny minx, you’re not as wise as one might think.
Your aerobic ways will cartwheel one day.
Your refection becoming black and your intentions
obviously blatant, all without you knowing.
I suggest you take heed of my warning.
Because as always,
I’m smarter then you.