Her Beauty Poem by Dr Anthony Onoja

She evoke beauty in Amsterdam
Who can hold her back Priceless beauty
The world rested on her crested Butts
Beauty nolonger lies with the beholder
She is an effervescent of youth and lust
Thou times are hard
Who indeed can wrestle tiamo from our grip?
Above and beyond comes nothing but you
If Heaven's Angels were like you
Who will choose the inferno dragon?
You are not Julie but who cares?
Neither are you Viva Gomorrah
All we saw was you
All we ever sang was your praise
Thou time may fool us to age
Our account of you is worth a thousand words