Are You for Real?
Look at your beautiful feet, Anthí mou*
Do you see anything slightly speckled
I count ten cute toes up for your review
Do you discern some area freckled
Look closely, my heavenly perfection
I will even part your toes to perceive
Any hidden mark, spot, dot or flection
I cannot even fathom or conceive
You do have a blemish on your right foot
But you need a microscope to see it
Even if I cover it with some soot
You will not have anything to remit
Methinks this so-called flaw is a mirage
An elaborate M-in-love montage
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* my Anthi, in Greek