Verity

I'm the one who fights, priest's robes of purple hue, prefer my cotton stripes, within this sea of sharks, my smile arrives on cue, beams as I make a mark, don't ask for crass disguise, to a lover of balloons, try to make me wise, I parade towards the dark, when visitor's are due, my hair's the best part, it blows around my eyes, beyond the day's blues, men make a bridge of sighs, you're no shining lark, my spirit lifts the room, I shall call you Clark, you’ll pay my fines, there's nothing to refuse, explore my best smile, you'll laugh brand new.