Her beauty was like a child with a loaded gun
It sparkled all shiny and sharp
It kicked and it cried just like a baby in the sun
It covered me just like a tarp
I wrestled it down by by all ends end I was held
Table turned with a flick of lash
My cheek pressed to carpet my heart's heart pressed down to rug
Beauty says, "Jump so I can dash
To those conclusions that make you so dull keep you so smug."
I recoil at your touch while I dig up to your dug
I'm all tied up in that bright sash
It wrestled me down by all ends end I was held
Something just whispered so tell me why I up and yelled
Her beauty was something that quelled
But still held a story to tell
Her beauty got down in the dell
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