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Pensiveness was her best girlfriend

From very days of lullaby,

By dreams she used to decorate

The country’s idleness calm fly.

The mollycoddled fingers even

Didn’t ever touch a sewing needle,

She never knew how to make lace

To pattern cloth with silky trace.

A thirst for ruling over omen:

With an obedient doll the girl

In jest prepares to play her role

In the high life, how to be formal,

And after mother repeats

The lessons of the public treats.