Original rivers flown through her
Her mouth forms the undiluted
Genres and species,
Miss Africa leaves her friends
Amazed at her royalty.
Royalty runs in her vein
That is her nature
Miss Africa suffers the pain of
Backwardness
She loves her people
But they ruin her reputation beyond
Measures,
Now her friends see her as a traitor.
Maybe I will introduce her to
Another friend of mine
Who will teach her self confidence
She will learn fast,
She is a fast learner.
In the days she
Cried of rejection,
Her tears will flow
Through the rivers of
Africa, faraway to the land
Of Oze.
Miss Africa is beautiful
Her steps can
Uncrown the OONI.
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