My dearest Cutest, Sweetest Princess
 
Thanks for the honour you have done,
Our poetic love has just begun.
I call you sweet, as you are cute,
I have some one, a small little kid,
On my lap, who loves the hair?
With your inimitable style,
And calls me to the computer,
All the while,
To see your lovely face,
Half- hidden,
By which many and my kid too have smitten.
[With my sincerest apologies, to Ruther Franc...Dear]
 
So don’t mind I have seen many a cute face,
Both to be sweet and cute, as well as lovely,
One has to yet see you, face to face.
 
Since you cannot send me your blow up,
I shall ask Piccable to do just that.
I mean Sir Majic; you can ask him too,
as you are in Philippines,
‘Twill be easier for you him to woo.
 
To post your lovely, cutest and sweetest face,
For all Triond fans, as well as me to see, face to face.
If he obliges that’ll be good,
Otherwise I’ll continue to call you,
Sweetest Dear, Cutest, Dear,
To my heart you are so very near.
You are a deer, a deer,
Just do not cutest one that ever fear.
For all of us, also me too,
You poetess are so ever near.