Ebony skin, tendered beauty that's how she made her mark.
The beauty of her woolen hair, scented with the soft drizzle of jasmine blooms and baobab oil.
Lips so thick, tepid and deceiving.
Beauty is not known till you see her.
God must be in love the day he made her,
She's blessed with crown of beads,
She's blessed with a doek that's wrapped with pride and dignity,
Her narrow tempting eyes sliding from side-side,
,Her skin is dark and sleek as the sky.
African women that's what she is!!
The beauty of mama Africa,
Her strength found within her chest ,
Her curves births attention,
Her wafting movements are tested by all eyes
Her skin could bring the tattoos of african nature.
she's an African flower.
She's god's gift to Earth,
She's everyman's dream,..she,
She carries the future of Africans in her womb,
She's a woman with no fear,
She's a woman of no other form, she....,
She is An Africa Strong Woman.
Baby sheep’s mama was white, his daddy was black.
He was a sharp lamb with a rat-a-cat-dack-rack-a-cack.
He had the coloring of both his parents who him did adore.
Adorable with his black head and polka dots galore.
Princess Kim fell in love with baby sheep and named him Dot.
He is always on her shoulders, resting, his ideas often sought.
She is making him her advisor, for he sees the world in many ways.
She barely puts him down long enough to slurp gruel or to graze.
Can we have our baby? Mother and daddy sheep often Princess Kim.
The princess pretends not to hear, as they beg and plead for him.
Dot likes where he is, on his patron’s shoulders, where he is king.
He sneaks back sometimes to see his parents, who shout and sing.
Highle inteligent
Shutled off prizoners
goin two or cage
klaspin shoulder in
front of we
A bog tears his toys
Up the wheely rawp
Me say,
Fee fy frofrom
two the ladie
with spoteb doods
that pabs me on dack
rite two left left two right
NeverEatSogyMaffles
Mirowed eyes
b looks lik d
w equals m
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