There she goes about her merry way down the sidewalk... Doesn't she just look so radiant? Those curves, the erotic sway of her hips that seem to taunt the boys day-by-day.
She's the kind of girl that has everything a boy wants, and what all the girls have to live without... Perfect? Maybe... Graceful? Sure... If that's what you think of her...
I suppose you could call her a goddess with the absolutely amazing looks she was so lucky to gain. Correct me if I'm wrong... But for a something to be classified as beautiful, is it true that it has to be seen? That's how I've always known for it to be...
There she goes... Not such a beautiful girl. This one wasn't blessed with much of striking good looks... In her hand is a hand of anothers. Doesn't she look so happy, as does her companion? The two look so perfect together... He and she have such a beautiful relationship.
The dazzling beauty sees that this dull girl is not up to his level. The two exchange eye contact... The couple is stopped by this vixen. However, not a hint of interest is seen from either or the girls' perspective towards this boy...
The beautiful girl is left with a new feeling... Rejection. The action was so simple... He simply walked the two around the "repulsive" girl....
The not so beautiful girl does not even bother to ask, for she already knows the answer inwhich she seeks... Sure the girl was beautiful on the outside... But ugliness of ones soul foreshadows over the rest of anothers outlook on you.
Onward the beautiful girl and content boy went down the sidewalk. ...Hand in hand.
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