She used 2 shoot missiles

With her maskara-laden eyes

And when her lips parted

My ears felt a bong

Her eyes used 2 scintillate

Her lips sang a song

Her gait was that of models

Her hair were very long

She looked like a fragile doll

But was in fact very strong

Her dad was a multimillionaire

Who lived in Hong Kong

We first met at a concert

Amidst the clamour of a gong

She was looking really adorable

Clad in a sarong

Then there was a misunderstanding

Because she had got me wrong

She hit me whatever in her hand

And it turned out 2 B a tong

But now v r really good pals

And talk all night long

The reason is that she has now

Bought a sim of ZONG