Head tilts
open glass eyes
shining with verneer
delicate hands and painted cheeks
a silk rose in her hair.
Smiling lips
fitted dress
that flows and twirls
everything anyone could want
she's everybody's girl.
See her dance
hear her talk
so prettily she kneels
but treat me delicately please
my feelings are still real.
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