Miss Bamboozle, a foreign lady,
Sells flowers in pots and tubs,
She lives upon a River Barge,
On the canal past the Scrubs.
She dresses in oriental style,
Stands aloof and smokes cigars,
For a penny she tells fortunes,
She says are written in the stars.
I just adore Miss Bamboozle,
She says such curious things,
Sharing tales of ancient wisdom,
Secrets of Emperors’ and Kings’.
She has class and elegance,
And uses a parasol if it’s hot,
Her smile brims with kindness,
And she always laughs a lot.
She had a stall on the market,
For friends to bring and buy,
Then Miss Bamboozle vanished,
No one knows where, when or why.
So if you know a foreign lady,
Who is mysterious and wise,
If she smokes cigars, it may be,
Miss Bamboozle in disguise.
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