What kind of woman
waylays a stranger under a street light
in the denseness of Isis Unveiled?
The Upper Nile is all too dusty
The King's Chamber is all too creepy
What kind of woman sets a macho mouse trap?
And because you do not answer her riddle promptly
she dispatches you to parts unknown to unravel
What kind of spooky Missus, memorialized in stony Egypt?
A she with wings, that's who!
A semi reptile bride of dreamy eyes,
of pleasant mouth, of lion claw and loin
Her tail is a dragon's, this Greek myth
I would not wish on Steven Spielberg
And yet because she is the Sphinx...
T'is your misfortune to have crossed
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