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.
