Michael J ORourke2
To Jenna - Poem by Michael J ORourke2
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.
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