Queen of Guns

She is the queen of guns, she is full of guts

She plays with any gun and it's a simple fun

Her push makes the game go great guns
She wants more and more bun the buns

She's anonymous, autonomous lady killer

She always dons low cut denim jeans

that show her splendid round moons.

their charm evokes love monsoons.

Oh! oh! oh! the man in you swoons 

Their liquid motion evoke goddamn passion

Her knee high boots augment her booty

O My God! she is untamable beauty  

She is the home made gun she's the shank

Oh! Thunder chunks -Oh! bun the buns

She is the lady killer her name is revolver

she's a resolver, romantic thriller gives a chiller,

she is so chic , she is so quick.  

she has the drive she wants to drive 

she plays with daggers but loves the guns

she is ultimate in wielding  the revolver

she likes cocking the hammer , squeezing the trigger

she never misses the aim she is meant for the game

she looks chic  she is quick she loves the pique

She is the queen of guns, she is full of guts
She hates shotguns who twiddle their thumbs

she has stunning looks, and bouncing globes

She is lady killer, she gives you chiller

She has the sacred hunger

She is an acrid hunter.

she plays the game of love

with the passion of a gambler

She is insatiable lover

ever ready for a new encounter 

she has ceaseless vigilance

she's hostile with virulence

Her passion has a tinge of 

pungence and belligerence

Missiles in her smiles, cannons her eyes,

she does the staking  before love making 

She is the queen of guns she is a queen of hearts.