Oh the pretty Fool, doesn’t she know she’s caught?
He winked at her across the table…who saw?
Her husband sits beside her, her lover just across
And no one is the wiser of the innocence lost
But she is no April Fool;
That comes but once a year
To her tried and true form
She is foolish without fear
Dancing in stardust
Believing in fallen saints
Grandiose dreams of love
To match that whom Scheffer paints