Your hair shriekiness brings luck
It has a smile, that can sing and talk.
With sweet serene shining love
Lo and behold, it knows how to rove
True beauty of no complexion swings
Lavish and ravishing as a lucious kiss,
Up in the sky; it gives a warm caress
Accompanied with raindrops of peace.
Beautiful fruition; it gives you wings
When you flap, adimrations it brings,
Too good to be real, whatever it is;
Never you takeoff those lovely wigs.
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