Better Than Gold
Priscilla - alone in her villa
Was visited by a guerrilla
Although she was frail
She fought tooth and nail
To protect her bean of vanilla*
* My daughter asked me to send
her some fresh Hawaiian vanilla
beans; talk about sticker shock!
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