Queen of the Jungles
Queen of the jungles of romantic feelings
The African Queen with a beauty stolen from nature
Leave me alone, do no come in my sight
I do not want to die quickly here in Africa
When she breathes the nose spells letter B
In her movements her shape scribbles letter S
In her smiles the mouth sketches depressed letter O
Yes, when she bends the neck spells the figure 7
Come to Africa if you want to die slowly alive
Her coconut-like breasts assassinate men’s hearts
A cow licked her skin before Michelangelo worked his brush
Her voice, is a natural piano in romantic jungles of Africa
When I see the potato-like shape of her twin legs
I kneel down before my Maker and pray constantly
Petitioning Him to delete my name from register of death
To live forever but die every day with the assassin Queen
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