She comes
Here comes, partridge
To give life she's bridge
To take it she is ridge
A painting, Frida's and Dali's
She's model for Michael
Steals heart, Leonard's neighbor's wife,
Her size's what, all girls wish
Her height, curves and the width
Ready food, set on dish
She comes; "Hi" and a hug
My eyes wide, surprised
She's fasting, full covered
To her I, am father
To me her, is daughter
But the fact, different
Her eyes are emerald
Her lips rose; full-grown
Nose is like, Cleopatra's
Covered as, must Muslims
Smiles like, Jewish girl
She is a Hazara
Brain wise, Anahita
Mother to, rain and farms
The bearer of care, love
As person, pure one
Like Jesus broad winged
Mohammad's honesty
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