Lass, fear not for eyes that God gave you
To see the magnificence
And boundless beauty eyes chew
Every time they gaze in wonder at God's omniscience, omnipotence and omnipresence.
Lass, fear not for ears that sip soft nothings
Whispered in haste
To flatter your floundering ego as an egret sings
Words of wisdom in good taste.
Lass, fear not for hearts that set lads on fire
As they behold your dimples
Seen through a kaleidoscope spire
Bereft of sin samples and pimples.
Lass, fear not for hipsters that turn heads
On Kitwe streets
Where simpletons dream of beds
Beats, sweets and bittersweet tweets.
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