If I could I would go up to her, kiss her nose lightly and say, "You couldn't be anymore beautiful than rain while the sun is trying to shine." And in that moment I'll fly off on my alicorn horse suddenly waking up crying, because in my dreams and imagination can I meet a gorgeous girl with solid blue eyes, a powdered nose of freckles and a smile that could cause any man to be weak in knee and will.
All in all, I think she's pretty.
All in all, I think she's pretty.