Fiction, Funnies, and Songs:

This is the Ballad of Prissy Mel,
A lass whose background you can't tell.
A winsome lady who likes to flirt,
But keeps a dagger up her skirt.

She likes to dress up very nice,
Despite her party's best advice.
For no sooner is she dressed up,
Than her fine dress gets all messed up.

She'll heal you with a gentle hand,
Then flay you with a reprimand.
She likes to make a mighty stir,
When Juan and Lucas fight over her.

Her language studies go apace,
So she can lie in any place.
A nicer soul you'll never find,
Until she stabs you from behind.