Is she dressed in white
A cloth trimmed with precision
Curving to her slender
She walks in the clouds
Making way for stars
Flickering to her passing
She winces to what pleases her
Jealousy made real to the boil
Stud or Stallion
Only this matters
Wealth that breathes her breathe
In gardens grown with care
Shining in heavens glow
The envelope has purpose
In green fields of complexion
She supposes her eternity
I am influence by the great country of Canada for their superior Beverage of Royal Crowns. (flip that last one)
2006-11-18
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