MY QUEEN

She smiles alot,

such a beauty is her;

with a nice brow that glitters.

she has a step like my guiter.

Her hips don’t lie,

it makes me fly.

Prettier than beeuty,

madonna attested it.

She looks English,

but she’s an african.

A rare so fine with radiating chasm,

a mer maid coined from paradise.

A tale i had that she hails from the sky.

Words are not enough to express her smiles