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The Cheater's Tale

Once lived a girl who thought she had it all, And walked as though she knew she would not fall.

Her heart was not beautiful or lovely, But to her, a pretty face meant beauty.

Her mind was evil, set ablaze with hate For deep inside she knew her thoughts were bait.

She always put up a charming veneer Making people think that she was sincere.

But all she ever wanted was to win, Ruthlessly she did, even though, a sin.

One day this would all come back to bite her But it would be too late, yes, I was sure.

I did not know what time it would find her But to this day, that day is not a blur. [1]

She woke with the omnipresent sunrise Glowing fiercely, keeping hidden no lies.

She bathed in defiance and corruption, She dressed in vanity and deception.

Ready for the day ahead, she walked out Of her house with her ubiquitous pout.

It was a day full of song and music, A chiming competition she did pick.

She bragged and bragged leading up to that day, That she'd be the one to win, come what may.

The people 'round her did not disagree, They thought her win was something they would see.

She was known for always getting her way No matter what anyone else would say.

She walked in that room and sang like a bird [2] And there no one spoke, nothing even stirred.

It was surely a success we all thought, But would that be good enough for a spot?

On the outside, people were supportive Knowing they had only one life to live.

She walked out of that room, her head held high, No loud sound came out, not even a sigh.

"They have to love me," she said so proudly, "I'm clearly the best!" she exclaimed with glee.

No one said anything, let her dwell on, But inside they knew she was a moron. [3]

Always got her way by breaking the rules But never realized that was uncool.

The rest of that day passed on in a daze, Wondering if she had conquered the maze.

A girl who always cheated without shame Was not born with honor, it never came.

How could she live so dishonorably? [4] Was she not taught to live respectably?

The fault was embedded in her being Given by the all-knowing, all-seeing. [5]

She lived a fake life and had no real friends But never knew, and thus, made no amends.

As for that award, she did not win it Her ego suffered and took a real hit.

All others would accept it and move on, But she did not, and decided to con.

She stole the seal and pretended to win, Made sure to show it off, although a sin.

Some people knew the truth, some did not know But she failed to see, you reap what you sow. [6]

Karma was always there waiting to strike And what it would achieve, she would not like.

Yes, she made everyone into a fool, But kismet would retaliate, overrule.

One sweet eve she set out for a long stroll, Little did she know, she would lose her soul.

She never had one to begin with, true, But this was permanent, long overdue.

She came upon the woods and went inside, And found a smell so grim, something had died!

Curiosity struck, and she advanced Trying to find the place that it entranced. [7]

Deep and far she went, following the scent It only brought out her deft real intent.

Suddenly she found it all drawing near, But behind her, wails were all she could hear!

"What's going on!" she exclaimed with true fright More wails resounded and there was a light.

Slowly, she saw a white figure come out And extend its hand without any doubt. [8]

She took the pale hand and moved in closer, And found that the smell was even grosser.

The cheater looked down and to her own shock, Saw herself on the ground, dead as a rock.

"How did this happen, am I still alive?" "No," said the figure, "you have ceased to thrive."

How could she witness herself being dead? "This is a swindler's true fate," he said.

"When you were sleeping a fortnight ago, I killed you finely, it was quite a show.

I drained out your soul through every part Went for your brains, and found you had no heart.

So I settled for whatever you had You really had nothing, it was quite sad.

You thought you could cheat your way through it all? What a joke, you scum, get ready to fall. [9]

Those who are honest will prevail someday, But lowlifes like you will certainly pay.

Go rot in the depths of hell you cretin! [10] And bathe in the blood of your vulgar sins!"

A cheater will never succeed in life, In fact they will live in ultimate strife.

If only she had got out of her head, But alas! She is now forever dead. [11]

[1] Litote [2] Simile [3] Metonymy [4] Rhetorical Question [5] Epistrophe [6] Allusion [7] Personification [8] Metaphor [9] Logos [10] Symbolism [11] Pathos