I don’t know where you’ve been,but you have a healing grin,                                                   and i know that it’s not a sin,and i would never want to offend?                                                    The healing in your face makes my spirit “glow”,                                                                            so much in your emerald eyes i can’t begin to know,                                                                  Now don’t you blush when i throw you these crumbs,                                                        because,the fact is you will earn your sweet plums?                                                                           Your scottish sound is part of your deal,                                                                                        and when your mouth moves it makes me feel,                                                                                 I took a chance in this poem and could never be mean,                                                               To the most wonderful creature,  “THE BEAUTY NAMED KATHLEEN!”                           …….a poem by,…Will Jacobs….


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