Poem no. 2

Phenomenal Woman

Pretty Sakura wonder where her secret lies.
She's not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when she start to tell them this,
They think she's telling lies.
She says,
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a ninja
phenomenally.
Phenomenal ninja,
That's me.

She walks into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to Naruto,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around her,
A hive of honey bees.
She say,
It's the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a ninja
phenomenally.
Phenomenal ninja,
That's me.

Ninjas themselves have wondered
What they see in her.
They try so much
But they can't touch
her inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see.
She says,
It's in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I'm a ninja

Phenomenally.
Phenomenal nija,
That's me.

Now you understand
Just why her head's not bowed.
She shouts and jumps about
and has to talk real loud.
When Naruto sees her passing
It ought to make him proud.
She says,
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
'Cause I'm a ninja
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal ninja,
That's me.

……This poem sucks. I should redo it again…..Nah.