The Bold and Too Beautiful

The serpent will come and get you,

In I'll come a weaving to beat then kick you out.

My skin is soft and supple,

My locks are raven fair,

Any day of the month,

I beat Lina`s hair.

Nothing false will ever fool me,

My sense to the max.

I faint at the sight of blood,

Caused by sword or axe.

My laugh will send your ears a ringing,

My chest will catch your eye,

My body is simply too great for a mortal guy.

Put me to the test,

My magic too, too strong.

I' ve been at this amazing scorceress gig almost too long.