Precious
The way you look, so precious I thank the Lord I'm gracious To have you as one of my sisters Is better than a gift on Christmas You are beautiful, smart and kind And this is what makes you one of a kind You are precious just like your name And I'd like to see you grow to fame I value you more than gold Coz your kind can never be sold I wish to take you on multiple flights From Paris, Dubai and to the most beautiful sites By Ken Kibia
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