From a time myths and frightening magic, her tale is one most men know well.
A name as famous as story tragic, in solitude did this monster dwell.

Cursed by the gods when her virtue was stolen, cruelty repaid in her every glance.
For turned to a beast was no fair sight to beholden, once famous for beauty that held men in trance.

With a head of snakes was this creature adorned, bringing great vengeance to chill men to the bone.
The crowning feature of this woman scorned, one look could turn a man to stone.

Just as the serpents she wore would be not tamed, remember MEDUSA this woman was named.


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