Beauty Of A Girl Poem by Tanaka Chirombo

she is short
in other words she is hot
when shee caries an African pot
my body looses salt

her smile is never ending
as her love is never fading
since she never likes to see me falling
as I hold while she is vibrating

she acts shy
but me and her we are so fly
up to the limit we feel so high
but we always remember to say hi

all the people say she is mean
at least that how she is seen
even you say she is thin
but my heart she will always win

she likes to observe
although we don't meet at a reserve
but she never gets on my nerve
since we will meet at a cave

she is polite
as everything she does it right
she likes not to answer my call at night
we don't even have a fight