Amidst the glitz and jazz,
a spirit unfurls.
With bobbed hair and swirling dress,
A Venus emerges.
 
Her lustrious lips in crimson flame,
beaming defiantly under dim,
blue shade.
With beads and feather adorning her attire,
She twists and twirls to set heart on fire.
 
Underneath her procelain skin,
a bewildered soul never cease screamin.
She remembers,
In the muddy trench of a harrowing past,
life shattered and hope shattered fast.
 
Click-clack!
Her highheels dance to the cascading beats.
Tapping and jiving freely
with unchained melody.
The Venus is an audacious symphony.
Her silhoutte spins with infectious delight.
Her laughter echos and ignites the night.
 
Kaboom! Kaboom!
The cannon rumbles with shrieking blast,
piercing the tranquil air,
invoking awe and despair.
The Venus is a trembling cacophony.
Her cheeks bear the tracks of tears,
Her heart throbs and quivers in fear.
 
In the roaring crowds and bustling streets,
The Venus toiled amidst life's many frenzies.
As hemlines rose and mortals declined,
Wealth and elite seats remain confined.