Jewel of Denial

She was a pricey piece,
this jewel of denial.
Gave me no release,
still cost me a pretty pile.

Shown brighter than the rest,
so no one could defile.
Her glitter gone so crazy quilt,
to my last country mile.

Sailed the soft satin sheets,
of the classic placid River Nile,
tossed me to raging waters,
into the jaws of the crocodile.

How I got the upper hand,
took me quite a while.
Nestled in her to the end,
so I could finally smile.

And so I sit on pyramid peak,
all dressed up in style.
Going nowhere with my long-lost love,
my jewel of denial.

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