Tania is her name

Tania is her name,

we all know her well.

Disguises is her game,

No one can tell.


She's here and there,

she's this and that.

Always one to share,

Who's under that hat.


Tania is her name,

But she's got plenty.

Pain is her game,

eyes of twenty.


Sits on her pertch,

preaching her love.

But when I search,

Hidden behind the wings ....

Of a dove.


Come fourth my love,

shower me with your sin.

hand in glove,

the doors open...its always been.


Tania is her name,

I'll never be the same.





Author's Notes/Comments: 

Written from a memory.

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