Poor, Poor Casanova
Once in a time,
in a place known as Umbria.
Spied dist I, oh grand lake!
Trasimeno ,Trasimeno
Twas said,” oh So many roman soldiers
were slain here in some long forgotten war.”
Unto the waters sleep their bones.
Now on pretty pretty hill
dwells not only serpents,
but wantonness eternal beauty.
She is; all that is woman.
Guarding the castle dwells...
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