The Blue Attire
There she arrives
Playing drives
In a blue dress
Forces me to confess
She looked pretty
And charm carrying hefty
With eyes covered with specks
And orders on the decks
Carrying a smile of dove
Any one can fall in love
I gathered my heart
And played my part
Speaking polite
And phobic towards the light
Her hair waving in air
And her skin defining fair
The magic of the top
In my heart got pop
I was all smiling inside
While all the time sitting her beside
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