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A Lady

She never grows old Though excessively cold Her happening explode Alike a rifle reload Laugh exists as the valley of peace Being relished she should price modest fees Mole at the chin, a catalyst to her beauty Being gazed she must impose a heavy-duty The nose has a camel hump Slaughters soul at occasions, while inside concerns she jump(s) Shall us applaud her as well Minor sleep has provoked her eyes to swell Her heterogeneous attire is love Never doubtful, the woman a gorgeous dove Nails she bite Neglecting meals of diet A matron, imperfectly perfect Though cerebrum & cerebellum own enormous defect Watery eyes are testimony of satire Earning her heart, people ought to be brilliant qualifier(s)

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