This is the poem everyone's waiting for, so ladies get your hammers and I'll meet you at the door. Oh, my apologies, for those not in chat... my name is Keita and I'm putting on my hat. You see, the ladies, the sisters, all on Destee chat, love to use hammers and slingshots, and even large bats. waiting for something I haven't even said, as an excuse to take one and lump up my head ! So lets review these Queens who live in Destee land, so that those not in chat can better understand. Lets start with the guardian who's always flying high, with halo and wings, just circling the sky. They call her Ms. Black Angel but on the real down low, she stole her halo and wings from another angel a long time ago. Left her with 40 stitches trying to avoid the lake, scared to flap to earth for fear of the python snake. Then we have someone, sultry, smooth and fun, and once you get to know her, you'll see she's 3 persons in one. Cause when we first met I thought she was kidding me, but all 3 of them are really named Trinity. Then the sun went down and they all started to croon, under the watchful eye of Ms. Purple Moon. And like the moon at its silver peak, we're still in chat waiting for this one to speak ! But it really ain't a thing and to some it don't matter, cause the next one brings sauce sandwiches and a whole lot of chatter. Nita Mae is her name and only time will tell, if she's a gift from heaven or a curse from hell. Now Krazelyric's our youngblood and her poems are off the wall, with fire in her heart that makes you want to hear them all. A diamond in the rough that makes you want to smile, but I hear she's engaged hearing the call of the wild. But wait, there's more, as I type on this page... we have a poetess par excellent known as Angelic Sage. Her words flow from galaxies and crash light as feathers, to the point where she made me ask can we write one together !! Then there's Queen NN with her wisdom afloat, who pops in and out of chat like a long lost ghost... while WatzinaName shines with her worth, sincere and well spoken and so down to earth. Now with Remby there's little that I have to say, cause I heard she runs her mouth while I'm working all day. And Jazzy Moonchild has her own little style, and like the moon has its' phases she just lays for a while. But then out of no where I felt a screech run through me, just to find it was the voice of a sister named Hidde. She was on the mic like she been there forever, like the nosy next door neighboor, putting all things together. And QueenTswana came into chat with her knife, just to tell all the other Queens that she is my wife. So when she's on line you know that I chill, cause that hammer of hers just never keeps still ! And finally I saved the best one for last, an engine all her own that always has gas. The Southern Belle who started this site, with the gift of gab always in flight. When she takes the mic it's like a running brook... it starts out small and grows into a book. Her name is Destee with a sweet infectous soul, trynna be tough with a heart made of gold. So now that I wrote this I'll soon pay the cost, with contusions and bruises from the crew and then the boss. But I got me some back up unlike any other, so while they reach for their weapons I'll just chill with the brothers.