ARIMAS I

She walks as swiftly as zephyr

With Golding eyes and chuckle

Her beauteous lips and dimple

My words are few can't able

To convey her sweetness as apple

A cute she was awards by noble

My heart aches inside is thrill

For pointing thou in love and settle

In love I fall but bold and puzzle

You round my heart and shine with ample

Heart is jail for love with angle

But Sam is always in and battle

For thinking Teey had fallen in middle

To me all skirts fly away chirr!

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