A Ship under sail and a big-bellied Woman, Are the handsomest two things that can be seen common

To all apparent Beauties blind. Each Blemish strikes an envious Mind.

Nothing but Money,Is sweeter than Honey

What she really loved was to hang over the edge and watch the bow of the ship slice through the waves. She loved it especially when the waves were high and the ship rose and fell, or when it was snowing and the flakes stung her face.

She wore a short skirt and a tight sweater and her figure described a set of parabolas that could cause cardiac arrest in a yak.

Last week I stated that this woman was the ugliest woman I had ever seen. I have since been visited by her sister and now wish to withdraw that statement.