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