This beauty that kills
With magical instincts
Attacked me with sticks
In ma heart it sticks
When I saw this angel
In the midst of them all
Swept I was gentle
Like a germ is done by dettol.
Her eyes shine with lustre
The light that says no to lust and
Calls me...come on sir.
Those great lips that produce
A mouth watering smile
Exemplary hair on her head
With her I am just ahead
Stick in my heart
Continue me to hurt
Oh!The killer beauty
Keep up the magic.
(c)jwa 2012
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