No one eats pretty fruit,
if poison is in flesh.
Silly brain or ugly attitude
can’t bind heart, even pretty face.
Pretty is the flower
of the autumn crocus.
Has no pleasing fragrance
and yet is poisonous.
Pretty is osage orange
but a venomous fruit.
It’s plant has the real beauty
I know, in it’s wood.
Pretty look is not enough
unless alluring is trait.
No one would like to go to hell
even, if splendid is gate.
If the heart is lucid
and the soul is beauty;
everything is lovely
and everything is pretty.
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