Who Is She
Smiles when she sleeps
Adorable when she peeps
There's nothing like her cheek
So fine you can't skip.
Look at her physique
Gosh! So unique
Beautiful like a bouquet
I like to call her ma petite.
Though not slender
She is very tender
She's what i require
In truth what i desire
My own miss carter
The only one I'm after
Who is she?
Who can tell?
(C) Love Quotes
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