Sleeping beauty
Smelling fruity
Golden as honey dipped buns

All day prayed
Nothing else mattered
Went to school of nuns

Nun she was made
Young whence she came
Worked within the palisades

Allegiance made
"service mankind with dedication"
The Oath she had to take

World War two
Demanded her
Go work among the soldiers

Army men came
some standing, some lame
lolled upon the stretchers

White tiara like cap
On the waste a strap
Black gown one piece she wore

Whoever comes
Bloody or twisty
I would serve them she swore

For two long years
Assisted and served
Aided and did her duty

Such was the tale
Of damsel that
slept in peace and smelled fruity

Tags: Service, Beauty, Nun

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