Angelle Angle was the best Angel alive
She could crack a whip,make kids cry
Angelle loved to tell people about all the goodness God would bring
All you had to do was listen to his goodness and sing
Everyone that encountered her,said you could see her aura
bright beautiful colors spread wide above her head
Angelle Angle often wondered how she got that name
Realized that it made her unique brilliant true and the same
Her voice would bring many to hear her words
Like a wise woman whispering without a curse
Her creamy skin tone and color felt like softened whipped butter
Eyes too wise to have seen everything but survival barely dangling on a string
Ears so keen to hear angels singing so intensely
Blessing and praying for everyone along her way to salvation
Placing the faith of God in all her tribulations
Angelle Angle was loved by many and adored by thousands
Many people wished to bump into the earthly angel
She would help many unaware that she had plenty
She helped others while traveling as God instructed her to
So if you see a bright aura or flashing lights you know who
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