The Blue Attire

There she arrives Playing drives In a blue dress Forces me to confess She looked pretty And charm carrying hefty With eyes covered with specks And orders on the decks Carrying a smile of dove Any one can fall in love I gathered my heart And played my part Speaking polite And phobic towards the light Her hair waving in air And her skin defining fair The magic of the top In my heart got pop I was all smiling inside While all the time sitting her beside