Pretty girl

Pretty girl

O pretty girl, how shall I call you,  

No words to describe your beauty

Your fishy curved eyes are brighter 

than the rising sun and moon, 

hence I cannot call you the light 

of day or night

Your smile shines brighter than the 

star in the night, hence not calling 

you twinkle star

Your melodious voice is better than

a songbird, so I cannot call you a

Nightingale. Your beauty is beyond 




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