Baby Girl
No need for jewelry,
No earrings or bracelets
No fancy clothes or expensive shoes
No need for a hundred dollar haircut
With a sassy look in her eye
She watches your every move
Nails always done just right
Orange and white eye shadow paint her upper and lower lids
Eyeliner always done perfectly upon her skin
Freckles cover her body
Hair done up in spikes
The only accessory she needs is her perfect scaly back
Saphira, my baby girl
Saphira the bearded dragon
With her soft under belly and her distinct bent tail
She makes my day much brighter,
I cannot live without her
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