A 4-eyed wench lived out west
A chain of keys rode upon her breast
Each one for a man who betrayed her trust
Of Ter'ble Tressa all learned to beware
None dared approach in her days of despair
All who tried disappeared from there
When southerly gales blew
Up to her scary perch she drew
Over the town her inky tresses flew
Her pain wasn't contained
Her aching soul was way too maimed
Her wild yodels couldn't be restrained
A cry for help was cast far and wide
For relief from this pain in their backside.
A quiet stranger from Odessa replied
Heroic this man had to be.
The taming of Tressa was a necessity.
On his skills rested the sea town's destiny
In the middle of a midnight banshee howl
The man from Odessa whispered from below.
Like-a spider on her tresses she dropped down.
She snatched him and into the air they swang.
The whisperer clutched onto her key chain.
With it she was restrained
As he whispered each key fell away
The broken heart of Tressa was set free
And released to a dif'rent destiny
Away they flew on those raven tresses
When the whispering man from Odessa
Tamed the wild wild heart of Terrible Tressa
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