And She Looks Like Sally Field edit
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Is she really over there?
a Shakespeare sonnet could not compare
she looks like she fell from the sky
Tiny hands and tiny feet
she makes a Paul Cezane complete
a light wind might make her fly
And she looks like Sally Field
Her eyes don't glisten in the breeze
She'd look at home at all seven seas
no child could match her for her zeal.
Moist brown eyes and button nose
I think she's stolen Gidget's clothes
and while it may sound unreal
She looks like Sally Field