634 You`ll know Her — by Her Foot — The smallest Gamboge Hand With Fingers — where the Toes should be — Would more affront the Sand — Than this Quaint Creature`s Boot — Adjusted by a Stern — Without a Button — I could vouch — Unto a Velvet Limb — You`ll know Her — by Her Vest — Tight fitting — Orange — Brown — Inside a Jacket duller — She wore when she was born — Her Cap is small — and snug — Constructed for the Winds — She`d pass for Barehead — short way off — But as She Closer stands — So finer `tis than Wool — You cannot feel the Seam — Nor is it Clasped unto of Band — Nor held upon — of Brim — You`ll know Her — by Her Voice — At first — a doubtful Tone — A sweet endeavor — but as March To April — hurries on — She squanders on your Ear Such Arguments of Pearl — You beg the Robin in your Brain To keep the other — still —SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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