À Mulher Treze:                                                         
“Lá vem, como o furacão,                                           
 a desabar da montanha;                                                       
 e na truculenta sanha,                                                            
 no torvo rancor eterno                                                         
 da recalcada vindita,                                                
 vibra esta praga maldita,                                                     
 com um corisco do inferno.”                                                    

Bulhão Pato