Beauty And
Fitting together like a well worn leather glove to one's hand
The curve of her face fit him perfectly
Snuggling closely each day not by chance but by plan
Theirs was not a happenstance romance
She was fair, round, and smooth
Him... well old, gray, and hairy
Tough and just a little bit gruff
How could this beauty link up with this old goat
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