The slow sombre air is stifling I wish sometimes it would be more exciting There are no women in the room Only females I do not gaze upon any of these females with lust or attraction I return to my much more exciting book Suddenly a presence enters the room I look up confused and my mouth drops wide open There she stands the most beautiful thing that there can be She stands there in an orange dress Not suited for occasions such as this But she makes it fit Its perfect for her body Her smile Her glasses Her hair She is perfection And I stare She is so vivacious my heart starts beating so loud I expect people to look towards the sound I continue staring at this beautiful creature She looks at me then with a smile of bemused etiqutte she wonders what im doing With a shock I realize she does not realize the beauty that she is blessed with this is a travesty beyond comprehension I will show her how her smile brightens the day How her curve entices men How her lips enchant every living creature on earth I will show her or die trying I will show her the orange princess