“suzie girl shaved smooth velvet mouth”

Suzie, laughter in her stride,  
Dancing softly with the tide—  
Her hair cropped close, a gentle sheen,  
A velvet touch, a sight serene.

She speaks in whispers, warm and sweet,  
A mouth that turns the sour to treat,  
With words as soft as summer rain,  
Soothing hearts and easing pain.

Suzie girl, a gentle dove,  
With polished grace, she moves above  
The clatter of the hectic day,  
Smooth and subtle in her way.

Her kindness woven in her tone,  
A velvet echo, all her own;  
She mends the world with every word—  
Suzie’s voice, like silk, is heard.

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