Her teeth are like jagged mountains
So don’t tell her her smile looks like the sunset
Her thighs are as wide as rivers
Where a bush stays unkept upstream
When you tell her the arch of her slender back reminds you of valleys
She’ll remind you she was born under a rock
The sun never showed her any love
When she sings she is loud and raspy
So when you tell her that her voice sounds like bluebirds,
She’ll growl at you cause there is nothing singsong about her.
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