A Diamond In the Ruff
Her eyes were like jewels
That has been stolen from a great Egyptian treasure
Her smile was brighter than the northern lights
That reflects off glaciers of ice
A rare specimen of a woman
Whose feet were small, beautiful and petite
As though they has been hand carved
She was perfectly shaped from head to toe
And her skin tone looks as if it had been mixed in caramel and milk
This was beauty in its purist form untouched
Like a rosebud blooming in the warmth of the summer sun
And I must admit she was truly
A Diamond in the Ruff
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