Mean Tine

A poem written by my cousin, Charles Amor for me

Already heard of this glamour?
That everyones making rumor
Brace yourself guys simply be nice
As she is just, needs not your size

Such plain yet fame this lady has
What’s within her that all must rush
Strikingly when she stares
A look from her is all they care

Beware as she has this armor
One cant easily bring her sore
For she means nothing but kindness
Baring truth, sharing her finesse

Beyond her glow is a true heart
Sparkling goodness from the start
Keep it up girl maintain your mean
Were always here so you can lean


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