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WHATEVER YOU WANT THIS TO BE ENTITLED

Golden curls are found where angels sleep
Glittering golden curls be the lady’s crown
She knows the seraphim and the secrets they keep
And her beauty can create a smile from a frown

A twinkle follows wherever she may tread
And yes, her hair will forever glow
Because of her everything in the world should be painted red
And she requires no rainbow ribbons nor bow

She should have been born of royalty or a queen
I cannot find the loom on which her locks were spun
Her life is her baby she coddles with care
Protecting her from rain, heat and a blazing sun

This is a princess with flesh so fair
And as to competitors the lady has none
No god could replicate the exact color of her hair
And she’s lucky to have it, but her husband is the truly lucky one!
                        ~free cee!~ Phreepoetry

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