She Is Not Fair

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Title:     She Is Not Fair
Author: Franklin P. Adams [More Titles by Adams]

"She is not fair to outward view";
No beauty hers of form or face
She hath no witchery, 'tis true,
No grace.

Nor pretty wit, nor well-stored mind,
Nor azure eyes, nor golden hair
Hath she. She is--I am not blind--
Not fair.

What makes me love her, then? say you,
For such a maid is not my wont.
Love her! What makes you think I do?
I don't.

[The end]
Franklin P. Adams's poem: She Is Not Fair

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