I heard that the head of one of Ursula's virgins
Wrapped in green silk and in a wooden box
Listed in an inventory as belonging to the Duc de Berry
Had been found and was on exhibit in the Municipal Museum
All eleven thousand of us had to go see it, of course
If you're a saint -- all of us are, though suspected
Of being fictional -- they let you in after hours;
They even open the box and very carefully unwrap the skull
None of us notice that Ursula was there until she speaks
In that decisive "I am a beautiful English princess
And a saint of God" voice, asking "Well? Which are you?"
The skull opens and shuts its jaws a few times perhaps wondering
How it could talk without lips or tongue and says
"Wouldn't you like to know!" Then I know it was mine.
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