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Love Sonnet

Draw near and listen well to hear my tale
Of truest love and perfect joy combined -
A love like this is destined ne'er to fail;
My heart with hers shall ever be entwined.
Her eyes are quaint, perplexing to behold -
The left is green, the right like silvered frost.
With eyelids drooped, and crust in every fold,
She stops my heart with eyes so oddly crossed.
Her ears, so large they hang below her knees
Ofttimes she gets them tangled 'twixt her toes,
And other times they flap in morning breeze,
Unless she braids them with her giant nose.
The world shall never know these flaws so vile;
I'll only paint my Mona Lisa's smile.

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