Farah, Oh Farah
 

Farah, oh Farah, how you are loved.
Everyday they come in large numbers,
From the far off unknown lands of Yahoo, Google and MSNsearch.
They yearn for a glimpse of you Farah.

Farah, oh Farah, how lovely you are.
Your layered, sometimes multicolored hair is envied.
They long for a wiff of its Panteen Pro-V scent.
“Mimi” is the new “Rachel.”

Farah, oh Farah, Je t’adore!
Alas, you elusive like a leaf in the wind.
You linger above me, but always out of reach.
You must remain but a picture on the television.

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