She has got a lot of power,
Stronger than a whiskey sour.
Mouth is moving like a motor,
She will never run out of words to say,
But I could listen to her talk all day.

She is dancing all around my headspace,
And touching me like no other landrace.
She can do what other girls can’t,
Casting a spell sure to enchant.
She is an unbeatable plant.

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