Swamp Women

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In the murky swamps, they make their home,
The women who roam and freely roam,
With hair like snakes and eyes like fire,
Their beauty fierce, their desire dire.
They dance in the shadows, under the moon,
Their movements fluid, like a wild tune,
And though they may seem otherworldly,
Their power is real, and their will strong and surly.
For in the swamps, they are the queens,
The mistresses of all that's wild and green,
And though they may be feared and revered,
Their secrets remain, forever unshared.
So if you venture into the swamp at night,
Beware the women who move with might,
For they are the guardians of that land,
The Swamp Women, a mysterious band.