His Daughter's Robin Egg Blue Eyes
My daughter’s robin egg blue eyes stop people on the subway.
They have never seen such gorgeous eyes, not on a Friday.
Maybe not on a Monday, Tuesday or Wednesday either.
They oftentimes stop and stare said her father, Sleither.
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