Seren
Seren
Ah but what a radiant lass
Blonde and soft and born with class
Nightingale and nursing the unborn
Her heart is wrapped around all the forlorn
Loving animals
As only a Star knows
Her smile is soft and always glows
Cuddles and cwtch by the river that flows
Ah but one you see… says she’s crass
Now who says that to a beautiful lass?
Little man with ego bruised
Shall we buy you manners or remove your shoes?
Some in this world are sad and mean
They toss out bitterness, they so keen
The reaper one day shall even the score
Stars shall shine, as we slaughter the boar
Angels and Stars way up high
Their beauty we admire up in the sky
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