The Hygienic To a Fault

To civil manners she said "Good Night!" If with garbage her plot was littered: To the filthy, she gave a good fight Like one by great losses embittered; For unkempt spots her rage at its height, As though one had her fought wealth frittered... You, please, do not visit her website: A long face with long snakes that slithered. Georgina could simply rave self white And the touched onlooker leave withered... Any wonder her two plots once bright Georgina, for days, often tittered.