It-Girl! Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Society,
Rita, Evita!
Body of evidence,
I've kept my promise so,
Don't break your promise.
Beauty queen!
The narrow way,
The small mouth,
The Blue Angel! !
Like a lady with a gun;
But, you're the beauty queen in my black coffee.
Society-lady,
This image,
Car, carpet!
To explore deep down;
All in the name of love.
Structure, picture!
Private secretary,
Mary, primary!
My pleasing Princess;
Dishes, brandishes!
Best dressed but, not with the nakedness as seen around.
Place, Palace!
This picture,
Sweet 16! !
IT-Girl;
Being at the right place at the right time.