C. Rose, David</head><body><center><center><img src=http://www.saviodsilva.com/p1.gif border=0 alt=Saviodsilva></center><hr color=3C00FF size=4><br><font size=4 face=arial><b><a href=10.htm>C. Rose</a></b></font><br><center><img src=http://www.saviodsilva.net/poem/a/1.JPG border=0 alt=Poem></center><br><font size=3 face=arial><b>David</a></b></font></center><blockquote><blockquote><p align=left><font face=arial size=2><b><p>I think you're sweet,<br>I think you're neat,<br>I like you from<br>your head to your feet.<br>I like your eyes,<br>I like your nose,<br>I like your tiny<br>little toes<br>I like your hands,<br>I like your arms,<br>I especially like<br>your sweet sweet charms.<br>I like your wit,<br>I like your style<br>I like you whether<br>you frown or smile.<br>But of you all,<br>from east to west,<br>or north to south,<br>what I like the best;<br>Is not how you look,<br>or how you're smart,<br>but what's inside,<br>what's in your heart.</p></b></font></blockquote></blockquote><hr color=0000ca size=3><center><font size=2 face=arial><b><a href=http://www.isavo.net/poem/sk6.htm>This Poem's Index Page 1</a><br><a href=http://www.yensa.net/poem/sk6.htm>This Poem's Index 2</a><br><a href=http://www.isavo.com/poems.htm>Poetry Website</a><br><a href=http://www.saviodsilva.com>Saviodsilva</a><br><a href=http://www.isavo.com>Isavo Site</a></b></font></center><SCRIPT LANGUAGE=JavaScript SRC=http://www.saviodsilva.org/r/fantasy.js></SCRIPT></body></html>