Critical Doorman.

Eye am the way, the door to your soul No one comes unto you but by me. The sights I bring you are sights for good and not of evil, to give you a respected end. The blind knows not the beauty in form and hue And love has never met beauty for love is a bat. Beauty is in the eye, and in the eye is beauty. Behold Beauty in the eye of this beholder. Eye want light-skin for you. Eye say dark-skin it is. Eye give my all for height. Eye'll have them slim in shades. Give eye the one well-rounded and full. Handsome/beautiful a must, eye insist. Eye root for such things as legs without blemish. Eye am for the sharp-dresser to flaunt on the strip. Beauty is for eye to find, 'cos eye have seen the world and known its ways. The heart is naive and locked away beneath, It is sentimental and weak, A hermit's life it leads, And given to excited leaps at every calculated advance. Let eye be your guide and major domo, Let eye bring to you a fitting amour, To rest this eye and please your soul. ....and what choice had naive heart in the matter That it now bears grief?