Pink Ladies
Should I tell a pink tale
I wish these were pink printS
Though it were a tale stale
They run more than sprints.
To gain the eye of classic
Eves who wore the kill
To keep a class pink basic
Eves with a beauty spell.
It were but a style bully
Adams who breathed after
Came with results surly
Their ruin beginning chapter.
Yet, they forgot beauty fades
Pink the colour remains
Blemished they, a pure hue
For they had not its true clue.
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