You with the star on your nose
Playing with Sydney and Devon, I suppose!
What charms God gave you when you were born
Flashing that smile in the cold every morn'
Eyes that dazzle and teeth that gleam
The 'master muncher' of Stratiacella ice cream
Now we know why your face always glows
My sweet angel, Jenna with the star on your nose.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem