There's Only One
Who's got presence beyond measure?
When she's on that stage a treasure
Awaits all those who hear her sing
She can sing most anything
The sweetest, softest, prettiest voice
Contrasted with the other choice
The power only she can wield
Commanding all who hear to yield
And stand to marvel at the tone
That only comes from her alone
Copyright © Andres Luis Bigote | Year Posted 2023
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