Dark brown chocolate sista’

So cool and pristine

But not quite

A lean mean fighting machine

If only provoked by those who try to fist ha’

Half an orphan

No mother, No longer alive

For that, determined to strive

Somewhat broken

But well spoken

Too tall for those below her

But too short for those above her

Blue jeans, a cute tee, and boots

That’s her definition of a rockin’ outfit

So fit for a fashionista diva

Meant to model for the world

She will be the new it girl

Natural beauty is all she needs

If only that she saw but it is never seen

A mean mug you would think she was mean

But deep down inside she’s something sweet

Sour Patch kid