It was something else when we first met
Like a mere formality and nature set
She had this smile on her face
That made me crazy for many days
She was my kind of a girl
Very bright and very real
She had very sexy hips
That I thought she was my missing rip
Her kisses tasted strawberry
And her favourite accessory was blackberry
She was something else I thought
But found she was full of fault
She always hid under make-ups
And ate strawberries to avoid any hick-ups
She always had wad as her hips and breast
Always disguising to cover the worst
Verily, she was something else
That I never expected to be a mess






