The queen of fortune is back
shielded and paraded with worth
her shine is like a lotus flower
blooming with pleasantries
Regenerated with a rebirth
a metamorphosis abrupt
a conspicuous gifted yield
such a prideful moonlight
a heir that grabs and wants
trawl, crawl, sprout, mount
a balloon with kaleidoscope
embellished without ambush
and her light a clever touch
a flight of unheeded clowns
those with a taste of dry and high