listen well to my words of insight,
that you may maintain discretion
and your lips my preserve knowledge,
For the lips of an adulteress drip honey,
and her speech is smoother than oil;
but in the end she is bitter as a double-edged sword.
Her feet go down to death;
her steps lead straight to the grave.
She gives no thought to the way of life;
her paths are crooked, but she knows it not.
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