young girl of hong kong (crayons)

dancer

A grand Lady

well, I was a commoner.
a bit of a wanderer.
surfing for a match,
thought I had a catch.
the lady was  chocolate;
and  the purest smile.
she made my heart pump.
and the self  in me jump
I certainly was in a trance
my heart  struck by a lance
But then I started to cry;
when she said bye.
I was weak and made myself cheap
but the  lady was of  strength.
 none of my gimmicks worked
and I did get  wrecked.
but I am so  glad
that I fell for a lady so grand.