Virago

Oh Virago, I wish thee were a Virgo but thou snaps thy gaping jaws Waving Cancer's claws Thy most tenacious tongue I come undone No longer a shy fellow For Thy lashings driven me yellow Dear Virago, common courtesy quakes Thy curtsy shakes Slowly I wane Oh, most sublime pain Supreme leisure Am I to be the benefactor of thine pleasure? Thy pink lips have tinted mine blue Most noble Virago, sainted shrew ------- virago- I came across this old term when I was reading old short stories. :D basially means shrew.