SHE LOVES JEWELLERY - by Lewis Raynes

SHE  LOVES  JEWELLERY     by  Lewis Raynes      She has a collection, an unusual collection,  Of four thousand and forty two, Colourful, shapely, dangly rings,  From green to gold to blue, That she wears from ears, her nose, her lips,  The ones that are on show, And she wears a heap in other places,  But there I will not go, Her arms both glitter, her legs glisten,  Her neck’s a twinkle on display, She’s a shiny beautiful colourful star,  When she walks throughout the day, From hoops, to drops, to barbell hugs,  She loves wearing tiny rocks, But no one can actually see her now,  She’s become a walking jewellery box.