My Angelica,
Most sweet smelling flower garden,
With all world’s beauty laden,
Warmth as an ostrich egg just hatched,
Your benevolence unmatched,
Your magnificence unsearched,
My Angelica,
Standing out in all earth’s field,
To you sunshine bows and yield,
For you great men swords wield,
Your eyes alone shine twice as bright,
Even the moon shies away at night,
My Angelica,
Raw and natural as if silica,
Surely glamour can only be your replica,
Your intoxication better than liquor,
Blossoming as roses only quicker,
What a wonderful kicker,
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