|Music: Madam Maxwell.
By Turlough O'Carolan. From Ancient Music of Ireland.
|Stacey has it all: brains and
Tall and slender, fun -- there's nothing missing.
All heads swivel when she passes by:
Could she, perhaps, still be puzzled why?
Every woman knows she's ripe for kissing,
Yet is a cosmos rather than a cutie.
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon
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