Deep blue like the sea
Dark brown as they can bee
Light green in tune to grass
Black as the bottom of a mass

Why you have such pretty eyez
I look into them and sigh
I wish that I could walk in them
Are even pick one stalk for him

Yes you have pretty eyez
So yellow that corn could be the prize
So natural that I can say
I love your pretty eyez that way

Turning purple with the night
Turning red with the fright
Turning into something new
Your pretty eyez just like you

But then I look deeper my friend
And find your pretty eyes are mine
The End