Pace like Athena, she walks in the moon
Standing in the window she holds the phone
Seeing and glowing among stars
She swirls and sways in countless scars,
Calling catchy clinches
She befriends fishes
Her grinning visage lushes
Her beaming buttons spark,
Cladded in yellow and gold
She always remains cool and bold
Thrashing in summer, she glitters in multiple folds
Swishing like air, she delightfully molds and holds,
Swinging in chaotic chaos
She relishes the deceptive loss
Hugging ignorance with grace
She allures the elusive race.
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