Pearl in sand of marbles by Weston Gregory

Written by: Weston Gregory

Pearl in sand of marble 
           by
   Weston Gregory

Its her eyes, its her smile,
she's a wonderful girl all
the while.
There's no doubt where ever 
she goes every man wants a bly;

One set waits on the corner and 
whistle when she's passing by
one's bold and step up to her 
to tell her hi.

She smiles, glints her eyes 
and tell them bye bye,
good nature'ly telling them 
please don't try.

Where ever she goes she 
stands out,
 walking,
 talking,
standing, she's a classy lady 
that's why

She's a pearl in sand of marbles 
she's the season, modestly showing
she's stable'
An essence of fragrant petal, 
her charm is no fable.