Who is this creature

who cares not what people think

and makes grown men cry?

The legend goes that

once upon a time she wore

her heart on her sleeve.

She believed that love

would lift the curse that turned men

into selfish cads.

Noble sacrifice

she would offer herself up

to this worthy cause.

How was she to know

that when the spell backfired it

would leave her changed?

Now I hear she has

poor chumps for supper and leaves

the rest to go stale.