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The angry maiden

To my rescue,to my rescue everyone!
A fair maiden at my heels,
After me for what someone
Has done to her lovely wheels.
To my rescue come you I beseech!
My heart can't put to speech:
That reason I take flight
And hasten my way out of sight
Come to my rescue please!
For she has a stick in her hand,
And throws at me with ease
Like some magician with a magic wand.
©brison