A most fair and beautiful lady, in a tavern, they all bellowed
Louder and louder due to the drink they swallowed
Her hands so smooth and her skin pure white
As she tends the flowers I shall fight
With rose thorns those silk hands were gone
In the garden that lily white skin marred as sun shone
Great food and an amazing lay each other they elbowed
More and more rum followed
All her time learning the arts that is expected
Then beaten a fool as she should have comprehended
A good breed and an excellent womb was a brazen bark
Physically capable to hold our mark
Many children came all to be ignored
Girls a waste and boys to hold a sword
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