Banshee

People often find me demure

Always quiet, not much to say

Despite what you may think, I’m far from pure

All you have to do is hit the right nerve

And I’ll finally speak, much to your dismay

For inside in this silent specter exterior

Lays a banshee ready to wail

She’ll frighten you to your core.

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