In the palaces of old

In the smallest castle there

A woman lives

A lady fair

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In her secret garden

Tucked away

From the rest of the world

That has started to fray

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She spins a web of mist

Serenely caring

For her snakes and roses

That the garden is sharing

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Golden sunshine

Is her mane

And calm eyes of green

Are not quite sane

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Veiled in mystery,

She exists

To bring harmony

To this hidden world

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The Snake Lady of the Rose Garden