There was this one girl I saw at the Orland Arena who was raking up autographs from all the famous Orlando Magic players. Cindy Crawford didn't have anything on this girl. And that's why this poem is dedicated to that girl because she was flat out all that! Anyways, I hope y'll like the poem.
The moment she walked in,
her presence locked in.
I've never seen a girl so beautiful before.
On a scale of one to ten, I give her a twenty-four!
With her creamy brown skin, that beautiful face,
and that hour-glass figure,
she had me feigning for her,
like a bottle of liquor!
Everyone in the room had their jaws dropped,
as this girl shimmied around,
with her silky halter top.
I wanted to get with her real bad
and I would give it all I had,
to get her attention,
so that I could dwell in her lovely dimension.
Yes, her presence,
is all in the beauty of essence.
Baby got back and she's all that and more,
that's why she's got me open like a sweat pore.
If she was mine,
I would treat her divine.
She would never leave my side
and she'll be there till the day I die.
And even when I die,
she'll still be mine
because eventually, I'll see her in heaven.
And once again, our love will ring hearts and roses,
with a smile of encouragement from God,
and a heart-touching comment from Moses.