She is tender and soft as fur,
All the difficulties, ready to bear.
We think she's easy to dominate;
If she wants she can easily checkmate.
She hides herself in the pillow,
Her room is her only Chiloe,
You may think whatever you want-
She doesn't need else's command.
She looks like a chubby panda,
She is as short as a stanza,
Deep inside, apart from her mascara;
She's nothing less than the Manikarnika.
She knows how to fight,
She knows to face the light,
Thinking her weak is our mistake-
She's a Queen, don't take for granted.
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