Miss Linda Trevair - Poem by Francis Duggan
The one with the brown wavy shoulder length hair
The lovely to look at Miss Linda Trevair
Twenty four years old and single in the prime of her life
For some lucky bloke she'll make an attractive looking wife.
A nubile young woman with eyes of dark brown
Last year she was voted the Rose of the Town
She does look so proud as she walks down the street
'Tis hard to look pretty and not feel conceit.
Since she is the one the young men wish to know
'Tis not hard to understand why her ego might grow
And one hardly can blame her for feeling so proud
Since she is the one who stands out in the crowd.
So lovely to look at one of beauty rare
And as looks go with her few can hope to compare
But of her great beauty she seems all too aware
And she does seem conceited Miss Linda Trevair.
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