The Mystery Girl
The Laughing Girl with Witty Flair,
Her jokes would bring joy everywhere.
Her neighbors would hide,
When she ran outside,
No clothes on, she just didn't care!
There once was a girl with black hair,
Whose laughter would fill up the air?
She cracked jokes with such wit,
Neighbors couldn't admit,
Apparel she'd wear? She wouldn't dare.
With her mysterious black hair,
She had a flair beyond compare.
Her laughter, so bright,
Brought joy day and night,
Leaving all in awe and in stare.
But fashion sense was a mystery,
She wore clothes that defied history.
With mismatched patterns and styles,
She walked the fashion aisle,
Leaving jaws dropping in doubt you see.
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