In my kingdom is a queen,
Pretty good looking in her tween,
Hoping my heart and hers to be like twin,
Binded together as if they're swing
In my memory she's tie,
Always her image in my eye,
Take her out of me, I will die,
Then for her love I must vie
She's alone my treasure,
All for her reason, to me is pleasure,
No matter what seems the pressure,
My love for her is the measure
Her name reads Haneefa,
For her is built the villa,
There she saves as the pillar,
Haba dan Allah kowa ya tafa!
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