(written many years ago for my daughter Cheyanne)

Shy is something that you’re not

Your worldly fears are few

The maker took my vocal curse

And passed it down to you

You’ve always been the tough one

Standing up for those you love

And if they didn’t listen

Then you just gave them shove

Your beauty is unequaled

And your wit as sharp as knives

Always making enemies

And future jealous wives

Don’t ever let them bring you down

Don’t ever run and hide

Your nickname don’t describe you

And I’m glad you’re on my side




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