From the wilds’ deepest abyss, she arose,To usurp the throne of mystique and flair,Clutching the merry coins in her grasp,To the sorrowful minds of golden Æschere.Embraced by Aphrodite, in lust and shame entwined,Mutilated by glory’s sceptre harsh and cold,Estranged from tales of innocent lore,Amidst the realms of kindergarten and Canterbury.Enshrouded in the ocean’s dusty cloak,Tinged…