She could be a barbarian
Yet pretty too
She could be grace personified
But she could also be rude
She could be a warrior queen
Yet in heels she looks so sexy and serene
Pencil skirt and skin tight top
Makes the jaw drop and eyes pop
But when she in her barbarian stage
She could be so fierce and full of rage
A feminine divine of unknown age
Broke out of her gilded cage
Exerted her rights and freedom every day
She was a barbarian beauty of the new age.
fauxcroft 
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