A Limerick About Theresa

There once was a girl named Theresa.
She looked like the Mona Lisa.
She didn't fight it.
Because she resided
In the Leaning Tower of Pisa.

There was a girl named Theresa.
She thought she had amnesia.
She couldn't remember 
Why she was so limber.
She had taken too much anesthesia.
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