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The Most Beautiful Girl Ever
She was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen.
As I sat there, pen hovering above the parchment
She was all I could think about.
Her complexion brought to mind olive shale.
She wore a dress,
It was the most wonderful shade of blue, india ink.
With eyes like big blue opals
And hair an amazing shade of brown
That one could only call brass tack.
She was beautiful as a jade.
She is my wife.
She was, and is, my Lyndhurst jade.
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