The Serpents Tongue

n truthful numbers be she sung, the woman with the serpent's tongue Ambitious from her natal hour, and scheming all her life for power With little left of seemly pride, with venomed fangs she cannot hide Burnt up within by that strange soul, she cannot slake or yet control Malignant lipped unkind unsweet, past all example indescreet The woman with the serpent's tongue To think that such as she can mar, names among the noblest are That hands like hers can touch the strings, of who knows what men and things That on her will their fates have hung, the woman with the serpent's tongue Why, were they ever let in congress? Why, do you think it's forward progress? Why, was there ever liberation? Why, can the really lead a nation?