Although your beauty remains unquestioned
I ask what benefit the herd redeems
By viewing your lofty legs reclined
In brazen relief for all? Naked beams
Of light filter across your silken sheets
Focusing the smooth undulations of
your treasured silhouette. What heroic feats
may I attempt to win your proud heart’s love?
No scaled monsters exist to prove one’s might.
Only crusades in far swarthy deserts
Provide opportunities for fights
Sev'ring nappy heads on platters. Efforts
of this manner may reach your dimensions.
But will bring only dishonoring conditions.
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