Lady in a Scarlet Gown

Lady dressed in a scarlet gown,
Bustling in the green woods,
Far away from her home town,
Followed by men in hoods.

A fear of line on her face,
Her hands turning cold,
With every step, increasing her pace,
She clouted herself to be bold.

Cognizant of nearing the eventide,
Made it an avenue of escape,
The path was open for her to glide,
From the men in hoods with weird cape.

Hit with a branch of tree on the way,
Lying on the ground wholly subtle,
What is the destiny, none can say.
For she found herself with her prince in a castle.






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