In every green county
Across this fair isle,
Lone travellers shrink
From Katy's cruel smile.
She roams every highway
And stalks every mile,
Prowling by moonlight
She robs him in style.
The gentleman gasps
As her pistol she flashes,
Bends over like schooldays
Receives twenty lashes.
Vanishing fast
His guineas she's swiped,
Leaves him broken and poor
His buttocks bestriped.
His cash makes her merry
Feeds her wicked streak,
But his heart is soon lost
To her charm and her cheek.
Saucy and bawdy
She preys on the male,
Stealing his gold
Thrashing his tail.
Katy that vixen
That crafty she-fox,
Leaves him naked and trembling
Bare but for his socks.
She gallops off
With his trinkets and rings,
His soft heart adores her
His tender rump stings.
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PrincessFiona
one order of PF with wickedness and sider order of Sauciness and cheek(which oone?) coming up 
...and you'd never get her back then...even if she wanted to come back....they'd have her locked away with their artful cunning ways....
Dear oh Dear she is a bit of a vixen!!