After three months of textile,
Penelope tired.
She cut the cloth and handed it to the maid
"Talk to men,
Let them giggle. "
Penelope Robe bathed, changed clothes
Combed long hair, wear silk, incensed
She opened the door to all men
"I'm tired,
Please let me have joy. "
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