His sleek merlot hair
Ruffled some feathers by the air
That spread saccharine fragrance
And the aroma of honeyed essence.
His milky white eyes
Would melt rock into ice;
Panic-stricken full of tear
Would pierce everyone as saber.
The tip of his nose
Shines of amber-rose,
As bright as the star
And rosy as salmon parr.
His tiny pinky lips
That twitches as he yawns and yips,
And reveals the toothless sneer,
Makes each of us simper.
Those chubby plumpy cheeks
That blushes roseately and meek,
Lustrous and brilliantly gloss,
Resembling candy floss.
His lovely dimpled chin
Which you admire and cannot lin,
Will make you plummet
For that little brat.
Those miniscule flabby arms,
Adorable, pretty and warm,
Will enchant you to hold
With spell and charm untold.
His miniature endearing feet
As crimson as beet,
Will surely make you flexure
For that cutesy whippersnapper.
Dedicated to cute little 'Jeshurun'
