She*** Who Burns The Fires Of His Desires Poem by Ken e Hall

She*** who burns the fires of his desires
She*** beauty in a pose reflected in a tiny rose,
She ***of figure trim soft silky the opposite of him
She*** the cause of the Taj Mahal,
She*** beautiful who launched a thousand ships
She***who loved diamonds and he’s of plenty did give,
She*** who caused a trillion men to come to grips
She*** who feeds every single new little baby born,
She ***the wonder woman of the world
She *** nurses weary soldiers tired and battle torn,
She***still with all these attributes still makes our dinner!
She***and believe me now can lead a nation with politics,
She *** with no tricks, truly is God’s made natural bread winner.