A rare rendezvous with one Mrs. Kim
Oh boy! Oh boy!
how she liked to gleam,
nevertheless, of what weather was like
life for her was always a joy-ride.
She liked to ballet and way she moved
the gloomy northern winds also grooved
an enchantress of some exquisite kind
she sure was a sultrous a real dyme
She was always the talk of the town
humble men besotted gave her a crown
cruel fate never made her back down
her tale was not the happy kinds
Mrs. Kim’s man had never been found
he went far-off never to turn around
left her no shillings not even a single dime
Then they were those who frowned
yet roamed in expensive gowns
plagued for pleasures they lacked
As for Mrs. Kim, she just laughed till
her heart’s desire with never any ill will
and lived a life, full of child’s thrill
A rare rendezvous with Mrs. Kim
Oh boy! Oh boy!
how she liked to gleam.
Beautiful words. She had grace on her feet and a mind of her own
absolutely spot in, a happy soul no matter what!
Beautiful indeed
Lovely.
Thanks a lot for reading, truly appreciate it.
Lovely
Thanks dear for reading, I truly appreciate it!
What a beautiful way to describe the thrill of living life on one own terms and leaving everyone around in complete awe.
I wish we had mrs Kim verve in us
Every beautiful woman should have that verve…