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August 16, 2013
Her little band of supporters
who once came and went in droves-
All sucked in by her genius
who ate her fresh mangoes.
Her little band of takers
all lapped up her kudos
in their world of social climbing,
Alas, her perception was their loss.
She analysed their good intentions
and squeezed them like a wrench.
She saw through every charlatan
with both fists in a clench.
Her little band of helpers
are now but a trusted few.
For when her cupboards grew bare,
the rest vanished into the blue.
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