Cynthia

There is this women so mighty so strong

Made of brown sugar so sweet

Don't get her wrong, Cynthia fist you'll meet

like art in muesum you must know to understand

Cynthia words of knowledge

Will make you stand to attention like a solider in the army

those hands been through life, them eyes experience it all

Life is the paintbrush, that crafed this once blank canvas

Hanging the frame into the day the paint dries

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