Friday, May 6, 2011

A song for Maring


She's a woman with a size 8 slippers
And she answers to the call "Maring!"
Like a bell, like a ring Maria, Maring!
She's a woman! She's a lady!  She's a babe-h!
She tangos and dips with a giggle
 loves eating sweets 
before the main dish
And she's cool 
when she carries a bouquet of moringa
everyday in her top-down jeep!

She's a witch- the good kind
she's a medicine woman!
She loves Plato and geometry
She perfected her Chemistry!

Oh Maria! Oh Maring!
You're the lady for Maning, he-hey!
Oh the peaches and cream skin
You're the lady for Maning!
you're the lady, you're the lady
for Maning.

 





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