She Had the Most Gorgeous Eyes
She had the most gorgeous eyes, we agreed.
Speaking at Loretta’s wake, remembering her.
She was way too young to go! Sniffles, sobs
Twenty-seven of us were twenty-two, Loretta’s age.
Such gorgeous gray eyes! Lynn said.
You mean blue, don’t you? Not sure who said this.
They were azure! Powder! Steel! Three more answers.
She had the most gorgeous eyes, we all agreed.
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