Don’t get lost in the swaying of my hips,
Or that round bosom you so fancy,
Wait till you hear me speak,
And wow you with the wisdom I spit.

I’m humble with a bit of sassy,
The hardworking type your mama likes,
But don’t mistake me for a caged bird,
I intend to leave my marks on the sky high.

I know my aura intrigues you,
And I doubt you’d ever find a better friend,
Cos I’m a hybrid of sweet and strong,
A perfect blend of tender and fierce.

My genes could’ve fooled Klaus, the hybrid,
And a Lil more of the higher breeds,
Yet, I am only human,
A masterpiece of the most divine.

Salami muteeat O.

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