Madame Beauregard
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| She was the handmaiden of the Lady d'Auvergne. With this randy pair of the demi-monde of the lower French aristocracy, [[Guvernor Morris]] whiled away many an hour engaged in licentious pursuits, dedicating ''Sonnet 13'' of [[On this stuff called Poop]] to "this pair of Sapphic nymphs." | She was the handmaiden of the Lady d'Auvergne. With this randy pair of the demi-monde of the lower French aristocracy, [[Guvernor Morris]] whiled away many an hour engaged in licentious pursuits, dedicating ''Sonnet 13'' of [[On this stuff called Poop]] to "this pair of Sapphic nymphs." | ||
| - | In addition to bedding with several other [[founding fathers]], Beauregard herself was a poet of no small merit. Unfortunately she lost her [[head]] during the Thermidorean reaction and was dumped unceremoniously into a mass grave which at lease had the sweet revenge of being the source of a vicious outbreak of Typhus in the Paris suburb of Coq-sur-Seine | + | In addition to bedding with several other [[Founding Fathers]], Beauregard herself was a poet of no small merit. Unfortunately she lost her [[head]] during the Thermidorean reaction and was dumped unceremoniously into a mass grave which at lease had the sweet revenge of being the source of a vicious outbreak of Typhus in the Paris suburb of Coq-sur-Seine |
| == Known Works == | == Known Works == | ||
| [[We Share the Reward]] | [[We Share the Reward]] | ||
Revision as of 20:07, 19 May 2005
She was the handmaiden of the Lady d'Auvergne. With this randy pair of the demi-monde of the lower French aristocracy, Guvernor Morris whiled away many an hour engaged in licentious pursuits, dedicating Sonnet 13 of On this stuff called Poop to "this pair of Sapphic nymphs."
In addition to bedding with several other Founding Fathers, Beauregard herself was a poet of no small merit. Unfortunately she lost her head during the Thermidorean reaction and was dumped unceremoniously into a mass grave which at lease had the sweet revenge of being the source of a vicious outbreak of Typhus in the Paris suburb of Coq-sur-Seine
