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Their Gawns 
By their eyes 
You should never see their missions.
By their face
You should never fade their kingdom. 
By their complexion 
You must  expect the blood in their  veins. 
By their works
Is a fellow of their thoughts. 
By their robes
You should never think of their  minds.
Gorgeous gawns
Would never speak a villain. 
By their  words
You should never exit a tortoise. 
By their roaring 
Show their peaceful mood of 
An emperor of the jungle. 
By their love in lusty
Show their golden hatred and hell.
In their clothes.
By their launch laughs 
You might never see their goody. 
By their fashion 
All their  embroidery pray the 
Opposition of the models 
The wears of an ad 
Might never be a favourite.
The beauty of the peacocks 
Lest its meat to the eaters. 
By their apparatus 
You will simply get their  ends.
Their Gawns! Their fashion!