The Baltic Lass

Two scores and eight
When we were eighteen
Henry thought you were plain
Until he met you in the bank
And nearly dropped his pants
I never thought you were
Genga will testify
As you stood afar quietly assured
That your day will come
How well I have been proven right
The passage of time has failed
To diminish your efflorescence
Into a ravishing woman
Full of life and confidence
Like a titanic shawl
Enveloping all around
At ease with all surround
Meeting the taunts of rascals with grace
And putting them in their place
Keeping this chat alive
Your return from the Baltic
We welcome with anticipation