I met her first while in Drama class
Eyes of night, skin of snow, soul like fire
And a singing voice from Heaven’s Pass.
In her first role I saw, she was for hire.
Don’t take her for granted, to you I will warn.
She’ll kick you quite hard if her you do harm,
A fact I know that many a man does mourn.
And if kick she does not, then you’ll meet her palm.
Crazy, hazy, gifted and dark.
Her mind I have seen holds plenty a gem.
Oh joy, she enjoys a good lark.
This is where I tell you her name *ahem*.
Sorry about that, I still have a cold.
But trust her, great deeds she will give untold.
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Pardonne mes lèvres, elles trouvent la joie dans les endrois les plus inhabituels...
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Let's play tag. You run, I'll try and catch you... with my bazooka!!
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