O dear Lena, your beauty is so vast
It is hard sometimes to describe it fast.
I thought the entire world I would impress
If only portrait I could compress.
Alas! First when I tried to use VQ
I found that your cheeks belong to only you.
Your silky hair contains a thousand lines
Hard to match with sums of descrete cosines.
And for your lips, sensual and tactual
Thirteen Crays found not the proper fractal.
And while there setbacks are all quite severe
But when filters took sparkle from your eyes
I said, “Fuck this shit. I’ll just digitize.”