Medusa Poem by Vincenca Hathor

Medusa



I am drinking wine with Medusa,
And I find her quite amusing.
She's got a head full of snakes,
And they're all writhing and hissing.
But she's so confident and sure,
And I can't help but admire her.
In spite of her broken appearance,
She's still a charmer.

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