Amazon Queen

With the will of a princess warrior her bum was like an old cheese. She had biceps made for duty, although not enough to please. A beauty with an appetite. An Amazon storming Queen. Her thighs small mighty pillars with shins held fast between. This spirit motile girl. A woman wise in youth. Her rapture tamed in tolerance. Maturing as is couth. With dreams of sharing knowledge and hopes of bringing peace. This one to call a child; too innocent to cease. In many ways a soldier. Though none would she prefer. A toddler in her dreaming, where aging soul would stir. Soon coming in her glory. When all will see her thrive. This child of God made worthy that God should see her drive.