She lurks amongst the Wood and Reed
Luring you in without a Word
Blended with the Forest Seed
Her Outline becomes too Blurred

Invisible Movements Catch your eye
You cannot see Who is there
Fluttering Softly, like a Butterfly
She Spins you Round without a Care

Subtle Tones change her Mood
Her Disguise is merely Fey
Alas, you find you can no longer Elude
She is a Chameleon Stalking her Prey

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