Beauty as the name suggests
Is what you might expect
She is a lovely dame
As gorgeous as her name
God to her has been kind
But forgotten to equip her mind
With modesty that is so precious
And humility that can be delicious
Less fortunate women she cannot stand
For she considers herself grand
She allows them not to come close
Although she no doubt knows
That all flesh is as grass
And looks are as fragile as glass