Those were the days when I studied Literature and Film and we had a paper on any chosen movie having premiered that year. I chose a movie and dedicated this stanza to a character masterfully played by a very young Kirsten Dunst:

Her lips were red, her looks were free,
Her locks were yellow as gold:
Her skin was as white as leprosy,
The Nightmare Life - in - Death was she,
Who thicks man`s blood with cold.