Her smile escalates my stammers,
Oops! Sorry, where are my manners?
If you may, lend me your ears so I can tell you about a Tswana Princess
I swear I’d worship her if she was a Priestess
Whoever broke her heart was too careless
But I swear I’ll treat her right, I won’t be reckless
I’d spend days, weeks, months or even a lifetime, praising her beauty
Her parents did her justice, OMG she’s such a cutie
I promise I’d do right by her and do right over her,
If I had a choice, I’d choose her to bear me an heir