green eyes how come that warm gently rides to springs of heaven from frosty blue ice then turns black ravens to brightest white doves and the hopeless cravens to bravest heroes
lashes: turkish bows glances like arrows runnin' baby roes make you chase for a while what a perky look cheerful naughty snook but flowing jungle brook sings her lullaby
a shiny pinky smile carries an angel tribe withinside of the nook thus devil got riled was expelled and allied with the nebbish adam -rosy pink lips wiled and might clothe the seven seas by the holly tide