She is so naughty,
If she smiles it seems pretty
When she walks on the meadow street,
The surrounding nature wants to do her tweet.
Once she was wearing a purple coloured shari,
The passers by started to make hurry;
She was wearing a necklace on her neck
Her silky hair was resting on her back.
She was holding a purple coloured bag,
Her legs were making zigzag,
She had put a small tip on her forehead
The photographers are running for their add.
If she gives a smile,
Someone's heart will be ready for exile.