O She of Humble

O she of humble stature
O how she walks on so
In thought she hath entered
A giant of this world
And great be her presence
And great be her name
For upon remembrance

I smile

Oh she of humble nature
O how she talks on so
In this existence entered
A lady of this world
And divine be her presence
And divine be her name
For upon the thought of her

I smile

Oh she of humble lovely fair
O how she handles so
In knowing she hath entered
A sovereign of this world
And fervent be her presence
And fervent be her name
For upon having known
Yes
She is there

I rejoice

So who be
This
Awesome humble queen
Do think

She may never know

(Because I'm a tool)
(End poem) =P