Words of greatest bard would always shy
That could never suffice,
Describing delicate buds of rare type.
Covering those pearls white
And a sweet tongue inside,
Making a treasure of perfect kind.
Rarest of rare, she, the creation of lord,
I wonder how mirrors can withstand!
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