Once with all my eyes aglow,
(But so diverted that you
Would never know)
I found the style lines true,
And admired your outfit’s flow.
That crimson flame and pearl hue,
Swirled together in professional match,
Switch on that noble renew
So that you have earned the patch
Of that gorgeous swan the old tale drew.
Deviation from proper constraints, you don’t,
While professionalism sharpens your wit.
Dress down for right restraints, you won’t,
Style hatches from your every bit.
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