Sherifview Poem: Bank Teller Name Crystal

When I go to the bank
My heart throbs
My heart beat fast
When I see a teller
Whose name is Crystal
When I want to get some money
She is sweeter than honey
When I deposit some cash
I get the transaction so fast
With a beautiful smile
and radiance on her face
She has delightful presence
Who is she?
you know!
You guessed it right
Cheerful Crystal!

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