With the break of Dawn,
She wakes up;
Time for her praisings,
Alongwith Tea's cup.
She stands up from the bed,
Rubbing her eyes so hard;
Wants herself to be praised,
As she s a queen brightly starred.
Now it comes the afternoon,
The time for her lunch;
Alongwith the food,
She wants flower in a bunch.
After lunch she plans
to go to sleep again,
Time for me to praise
And behave Insane.
Though the evening comes,
still she is all fresh,
I should not make her angry,
Or there will be a huge clash.
She looks so cute,
While sleeping at night;
My sweet friend is great,
And with her I should not Fight.
