Her Nails
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She was sitting there, watching a show,
Talking to her peers, laughing and joking.
She was tall and slim, gracefully dressed,
Her beauty enhanced, by her fashion sense.
As she talked, she showed her hands,
Hennaed, her slender fingers adorned
With ten beautiful nails, each gleaming,
Beautifully manicured, deftly displayed.
She polished her nails in matching harmony
With her gorgeous saree and tinged lips,
And dug around in her bag for her lipstick
To redo her smudged lips, now and again.
Her nails were not too sharp and pointed,
But shaped like Reese Witherspoon's chin.
Weren't a threat, or even good for self defense,
Just good to claw one's back, in moments tense.
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