They were old but they got a good sight.
They looked white, sometimes so bright.
They enchanted in their dresses with glare,
Some gentlemen could not stop their stare.

In the Casinos they have allowed to gamble.
They permitted it only to have it unscramble.
And yet people still didn't take care,
For they'd certainly kept their share.

When women and kids were undermined,
And into a dark place they were confined,
Working on the mine they were banished.
Yet some are alive and some are vanished.

Edwardians experienced a period of warming.
To later be cooled down from their storming.
Many incredible things always befell
Under the Victorian secrets spell.

And don't be deceived,
If they can't be perceived.
They'll call you rather insane,
If you don't believe they still reign.

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