My Fair Lady Poem by Nicholas Smith

My fair lady
You are of wonder
Why do you think of yourself as of blunder?

One man would be a fool not to enjoy your presence
It is like a second of heaven each moment with you
Which will not be forsaken, my dear it is of pleasance

To see that smile, and your face
It makes me think, 'Please stay a while'
And let me grasp your grace

You claim your not the prettiest girl
Which is a non-factor
Because in my eyes my dear, your the prettiest pearl

Say what you please
Ignore my compliments
But do hear this

Your beautiful in every way imaginable
and seeing you everyday
Is my moment of bliss..

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