Her eyes, her eyes, her dashing eyes,
Full of life and glowing surprise.
Growing wide, as in the dark of night,
Whenever life brings her delight.
Quiet with feeling, and wet with tear,
When the sad refrain of a song she would hear.
Laughing and flashing with strength and fire,
Speaking her love and her mind’s desire.
Her eyes, her eyes, how I love those eyes,
Making each glance a treat in our lives.
Her eyes, her eyes, her dashing eyes,
Full of life and glowing surprise.
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