She Is Untouchable Poem by Driven Endowed

She is untouchable,
With her luminary feat,
It can't be possible,
That's her word heat.

She is untouchable,
Shifting her body pretentiously,
On an attempt to touch her with cable,
Which she shrugged her face suddenly.

She is untouchable,
Acting like Scripture Union member,
With tiger armpit patched Bible,
As if they were dealing with chamber.

She is untouchable,
On it Dogs didn't run after her Bitches,
On it she can't be approachable,
With her beauty not to detach into pieces.

She is untouchable,
Finding a way to draw ties attention,
After she had played her ironic gamble,
But couldn't omit her omission.

She is untouchable,
Cooking her face like a beggar,
When her friends are being in the Bible,
Whilst speaking the language of Omega.

She is untouchable,
Wooing a man with her childish acts technically,
He accepts her proposal with her lust able,
And she was trashed away diabolically.

She is really untouchable!