Another Aphroditē appearēd,
Oh mirror! Mirror! Fairest of them all!
Sweet Alice with her cheeks so red
Eyes like twin di’monds, from the heavens fall,
I saw three magpies: sunny afternoon,
I saw someone, she saw me, I saw you,
With feline grace she strode with such aplomb,
"She" the cats’ mother: I’d sing you a song,
Each note dripping as beauteous melody,
Aphroditē: the only one, for me.
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