Her lips are as dark as her skin
Her voice is as soft as her chin
Like the early star, her eyes glitter
Her looks are penetrating, I can’t help but jitter

Her saggy breasts lie on her partly wrinkled chest.
I’ve never seen such art, I swear this time’s my first.
She is magic with cellulite on one thigh.
Even without heels she is the most high,
She hides a blunt between her locks, that’s why.
All I say is, “God bless the king in a dress”