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Jewel of My Life

She is rich and I am poor but we get on just fine, though she's the jewel of my life I have to draw the line. She wears diamonds on her left hand rubies on her right, a bracelet of blue sapphires that sparkle in the light. A string of pearls around her neck earrings of emerald green, and probably has other gems in places I've not seen. An amethyst is in her nose her teeth are filled with gold, the opal is her birthstone and she isn't all that old. She was a walking jewellery store that is until today, now I am rich and she is poor I sold her on ebay.

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