"Ode to Maggie"
(A poem for Maggie O. Gray)
Find her pretty still as everyone sees
From the pictures of her made all be pleased
Till enough to say this can't be missed
Let alone the bashers after all they're pissed
Looking at her tattoos a life's art
Made by her artists took yeas as they took part
Again, quite beautiful as she took it from the start
She let art embedded in from her heart
To some find her strange if not worry
For the beauty of her's yet became canvas find her "sorry"
Sorry to them but look at her, How come she remains merry?
Contented on who she is, in fact she looks like a faerie!
So is her hair, often done in various styles
Be it long or short or in dread, anything from her profile
Again, quite likeable despite bashers with minds full o' biles
Whose words actually end in the dustbins or in the junk pile
Sorry for them that's the case be it the basher or the pervert
In seeing her pictures as if they're closer to her if not seeing her as flirt
No wonder why she blocks them for her response is quite curt
Hope enough to lessen their stupidity if not their mind gone vert
All in all she never goes out of style
Be it from her hair to her skin, her appearance reaches miles
But perhaps right was the quote, "let's sit down and talk for awhile"
For despite looking at her all they forgot her lovely smile.