Livvy

By Quan Vo    Avatar

There once lived a girl named Livvy,
Her beauty was known to none.
For they could not comprehend her stunningness,
Which was always on the run.

How fortunate was I,
To meet her when we were little.
Her looks were always ripe,
But as mysterious as a riddle.

Looks can be deceiving,
But her looks lie to none.
For she was wonderful,
And her personality cannot be outdone.

Everything comes with a price,
And so does beauty.
But her soul was as free,
As a newborn jolly cattle.

Her friends love her for her spirts,
And so do I.
For she was as cheerful as a kettle,
When it was boiling on high.

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