I think you're sweet,
I think you're neat,
I like you from
your head to your feet.

I like your eyes,
I like your nose,
I like your tiny
little toes

I like your hands,
I like your arms,
I especially like
your sweet sweet charms.

I like your wit,
I like your style
I like you whether
you frown or smile.

But of you all,
from east to west,
or north to south,
what I like the best;

Is not how you look,
or how you're smart,
but what's inside,
what's in your heart.

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