Jade becomes sweeter with each passing decade.
Top model of many a fashion parade.
Aged forty five, and looking eighteen
She could pass as a Hollywood beauty queen.
Cosmetic surgery was never for Jade.
Wrinkles and lines are never displayed.
Her silken complexion is a gift from above.
Oh, to possess such a great look of love.
Say it's all vanity...say what we will.
But finesse such as Jade's comes not from a pill.
Jade is top star of the fashion-show scene.
And she shines with a bright 'natural' sheen.
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