MY BONNY LASS
MY BOONY LASS
I hear the howling of the beautiful wind
And the gurgling of the pretty blue river
The look up I made was with full attention, then
I saw a cheerful gait of a gazelle of her charming
Her lovely and attractive enchanting smile
And the spread of her lovely lips that inviting
Now, what do I see? I think I saw
The gap incisors- the spacious set of her teeth
Behind she showed up with echo voice
What a voice that travels along the chining of bells
The voice with the tintinnabulation disposition
And the brighter of her flawless complexion
The lighten up the dark but childlike in nature
The complexion that also illuminating the world
What about the eyelids like that household of crayfish
All these indicate the permanency of her elegancy
My hypothalamus full day in, day out for her beauty
What a beauty that full the jar of life!
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