Beyonce (Superbowl 2004) Poem by Manonton Dalan

Beyonce your crystal grin
Get me lost in my dream
When you are dancing and singing
Could stop my breath; still my heart beating
Whole world is watching your number
Awed amidst those million glitters
Britney would be jealous but please
Singer like you has home advantage
Pearl earrings compliments pretty necklace
Cradled by lovely white flowing dress
Softly blowing wind tossing your hair
While singing the song we most dear