A brave man, I know
With charm and wit and smartness rare
His eyes a fiery brilliance glow
His face framed with glowing hair
He has a classic grace
To watch his walk enthralls the eye
His body firm yet soft with praise
The spirit that he holds within
Has pride and independence strong
The lines on his forehead
And all sets him far above the throng
His words are musical, that sings
His laugh is like a small boy, playing with pebbles
And wherever he goes, happiness he brings.
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