Soto Soto
Prettier than a photo
Of a sunset, heaven, maybe even todo
She walks so swift
To make your mind drift
And like Botox she gives you a lift
From reality
Your life and actuality
To her world where she’s queen
Where each scene is unseen
Everything’s red but somehow looks green
Like an albino jelly bean
You have to give in
You have to sin
And no matter what she will always win
Your heart
Your art
Your Wal-Mart cart
So prepare to finish before you start
Prepare to love
Prepare to shove
Prepare to turn white like a dove
Cuz her smile is so wild
Looks like Colgate had a child
Blinds you in a glance
In a trance like lance
Pickin up speed on his way through France
But as you’re readin
Keep on proceedin
Don’t let your want turn into needin
Cuz this friend of mine is somewhat a trip
It’s against her religion to put up with lip
But please just note before you quit
This poem describes her only a lick