oh but the girls in angel town are so sweet
with apple skin cheeks
and cherry lips
that are as red as licked red candy
all their lollipops are in the shape of a heart
and life is made out of sugar
oh, how musical they are
while they play with there beatle records all-day
nicely tender and tanned
while tottering in gardens and fields
but please don't stain their clean, pristine white dresses!
the only thing about them that's dirty is there feet from walking on the morning's dewy grass
y'know they never sweat
but one day they'll become frail
like crushed daises on a summers day
those silly ol' dazed rose darlings
oh but the girls down on angel town are so sweet
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𝑳𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑨 𝑺𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒓 - 𝑷𝒐𝒆𝒎𝒔 𝒃𝒚 𝑴𝒆
Poetry𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒔 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒄 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 Just a place where I can share my ✨art✨
