God Given Treasure
She's skinny, sweet and not so short;
Walks like a model, wearing those high hilled shoes.
She looks pretty with her not so fair skin;
With her eyes so brown, that smile as she grins.
She speaks less; well, not chatty as I am.
Listens to my lame jokes and laughs like a man.
I'm certainly curious, how she gets the entire pun
And her courage to punch me with her strong hand!