As a saint, she smells
And with good looks melt
A mind as great as Samson desire
She set his mind on fire
A wolf she is in the shadows of her mind
With fierce claws deeply hidden behind
Charming as a flower she appears
From the sea came the cosmetics she wears
Her seduction spread wild away
To crush a royal prince that lay
She reduces the glory of crowns to chips
And deprive the world an heir
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