A poem about a Baroness at a Christmas Ball and the man she wants.
|She walked across the dance floor,
Her dress with a big bustle swaying,
A beautiful green velvet dress she wore.
A lovely red head was she,
This was her Ball given by her parents,
A Christmas Ball, the social event of the season,
Boughs of holly decorated the room.
She held her head like a Princess.
She batted her eyes at all the men.
A shameless flirt was she.
She loved living in the nineteenth century.
She felt like the Queen of England.
There was no need for this Ball.
She had her eye on the Count.
After all, she was a Baron's daughter.
She headed straight for the mistletoe.
The Count was there waiting.
A handsome dark haired man
with piercing blue eyes and
a captivating devious smile.
The Baroness kissed him passionately!
Shocked all the guests!
Her engagement was announced at once.
They were a couple in love.
The Baroness and Count were married.
So happy were they.
No one would ever forget their
shameless kiss under the mistletoe!
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