My Turn To Brag Poem by Qeeony Luv

I am so talented that the producer for LA and New York,
Come to see me during all of my performances,
They realized I have the power of Medusa watching gazing me,
The only reason I haven't said yes to them is because,
The more I make them wait the more they want me,
My hair flows, they want to touch, my arms move,
They want. I stride in front of produces,
They shudder beneath my judgment,
. My smile knocks them out on their knees,
One throws large amount of money,
The other promises me of untold riches,
The last offers the world, and hmm what should I choose?