π Apples of Youth II
This is my first try making a joke song about Lichard – there should be a music player below, please let me know if you wanted to hear the song but couldn't for some reason π
High heels and jeans,
Lichard's youth eternal,
Skinny as a ghost.
Forever eighteen.
Skin and bones so slender,
Eternal youth's cost.
Defying the norm,
Ate the apples of youth,
Eternity accepted.
A skinny form,
Yet still so smooth,
Beauty perfected.