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Young And Beautiful

She wore red roses in her raven hair, And sang old sad romantic songs, She was young and very beautiful. She thought roses were so beautiful That she wore them always in her hair, As she sang those old romantic songs. Passers-by would listen to her songs, For she was young and beautiful, And men would beg for roses from her hair.

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Date: 9/23/2019 8:25:00 PM
This is really nice Beth your words brought life to your poem, good job!
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Beth Evans
Date: 9/24/2019 4:13:00 AM
Thanks very much, Bobby, I find it hard to write tritinas that are not "trite-tinas"!