its so appreciative that you're outstanding
That your looks corn the mamaids
No eye bypasses without intension
Everyone tall and wide.
Some jubileet for having market
just like grapes planted by the roadside
in the struggle of each person
to have some
your life stretches in misery
over who to please.
in the end she regrets to having
been cursed with beauty
when humans slotter one another
to have a share of the ripe grapes