Arachne

One night I had a dream about a girl:
Miss Ithaca Viktoriya Cousteau.
That night, her name was clear as sunlit day;
it’s Ithaca Viktoriya Cousteau.
As soon as I laid eyes on that fair maiden,
I knew her name. I knew it in my heart.
But never have I ever met a girl
called Ithaca Viktoriya Cousteau.