From Her Queendom

Since then been carrying water in that 600ml bottle. The one she lured me with in the scorching heat When my throat was dying for a drink You need it more than anything now sir Said she her thatched shop in the land of nowhere I yielded for the price was not too high For a thirsty soul passing by On the highway happened the fair deal She had one less to sell I had my fill Like the car sir our body too needs oil Said between smiles the woman of the soil For once I loved her piece of wisdom The unpretentious savior, proud owner of her queendom Dunno why since then I’ve been holding onto that bottle As my fairest bargain!