Oh Estella, sweet muse
The sought-after prude
The Goddess, the sexpot
Siren most shrewd

Eternal, your prime
Ahead of your time
Brandishing pearls
Like carrots to swine

Along comes the Pip
Who thinks he can slip
A digit or two
To the come-hither shrew

If only he’d known
Broken hearts cast her throne
Her desire, love’s wither
After it’s grown.