R.17

Noir, no irie, bon jour, majestic sightings. Jaws floored, my lips are biting. Wardrobe award, a bit exciting. Eyes through an image evoke a feeling, no less than enticing. The world around your fore, be blessed, it's more inviting. Lookin right, face forward, nudge to the left, all perfect timing. Glamour galore, a bit like death, black out, it's so confiding. You make it so easy for the lore, so much so, take this as to your liking. All Saints points to an angel, more like a guys queen. So let us all explore how much you adore, the best yet to expect most likely. Coming from a girl like you, the next epic outing. Applause to your team and more, excellence in bouting, best of the best, ain't no one's doubting.