Some say
It was long ago
in a land by the sea
Lived a creature
as vile
as the devil can be
This vile creature
He heard the stories
of a land
far from his
where people were blessed
by the gods above
with a belle as beautiful
far more beautiful
then an angel
from the heavens
can be
So, this vile creature
In his cave
In a land by the sea
Plotted and plotted
some say for
A hundred years and more
To poison the beautiful belle
Far away from where he lived.
A sudden sadness
came over Bologna
where the beautiful belle lived
winter came
and darkness unfolded
as the birds
fled over the northern mountains
The orchards became barren
And all the flowers withered and died
Except for a single rose
A Rose
as white as snow
That stood fearless
by her open window
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