She danced like a dandelion on a fine summers day – a soft breeze halos her hair
Prepared to attend to an onlookers gracious smile, this field of dreams a mile or so wide
Stand erect
Gain respect for your die-hard attitude
Those trampled upon only come back stronger
What’s rude only ever delays the inevitable
Invite on in what’s utterly insatiable
An a.m early-riser, vivacious face, this remarkably God-given trace of nothing but sunburst
The one particular man-killer which need no thirst

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