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Ruddy cheeks, red on both sides
Alluring, beautiful with nothing besides
Matching – truly matching – her gown
Nucleus from where her smiles are grown
Why stare at her in a rush?
At her rose-pink cheeks – plum and plush?
All stands still, sounds come to a hush
At the sight of her cute, cute blush.
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