Alexa Necio Poem by kabagambe moses

She's a girl I know,
Like giraffe she's high,
A pretty face that smiles.
Because shes pretty,
Everyone wants to help.

Like the scotching African sun,
Her face greets everything.
Her eyes flash like fireworks,
And the wolf howls a-whooo,
Miss Filipino is found.

Mr Moon reacts to her beauty,
Giving way to golden colors,
They smile at each other,
He kills the moment for another,
Just to pour out his heart,

'Alexa you kill my fame'.

A sudden light flashes,
in unison they react,
Its Mr sun,
He shares a grievance with moon.

All three agree to agree,
As I watch proficiently,
From my window.