Today I met to a girl,
Her face was as pearl
Hair were curl
Her cheeks are as tomatoes
Her colour is brighter than potatoes
Lips were as rose
And in sweetness as she had done course
She was like an Angeles
But when I asked her name
She started me to blame
And her nature was enough bad
Than her age girls
But I think
She will not live at my home
And why should I say to her
How she is she is Okay
Then
I went to my home
And my all bad feelings were gone......