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The Marvelous Eye

By NeverEnding..., Northeast, MD

The window to my soul blinks
You can see his heart sink
My peeper looks sweetly and bats it's lashes neatly
His cheeks go pink
To that I wink
Eyes are much exalted
Splendid and magnificent,
Better than fries salted
Without the portrait of the mind,
The traitor of the the heart is still mighty fine




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