Her features were nice
She had a long nose
On her blonde cascading hair
She wore a delicate red rose.
She wore a vibrant red dress
Enchanting were her eyes,
Kohl lined and shadowed green
Within them, numerous mystery lies..
She was an enchantress
She walked with elegant gait
The men were mesmerised
With beating hearts for her they did wait.
But she looked at none
Cause she needed none in her life
For she was a proud Spaniard
As she was the town sherriff's wife!


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