Syphilis Hereditaria:  MR. SINISTER SMILES

Mr. Sinister smiles—
At you—Lady, and drools—

And drips a bit from where
You'd guess, but would most fear.

He has made many plans:
Little trips for his hands.

And they all involve you.
Oh there's nothing to do—

But wait for him. He's there
You know, and he's like air:

He's everywhere you'd go.
He's got something to show

Just you. You won't like it.

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