Quella Bella {The Beautiful One}
Written by Semper Fi 83 8/19/07

O' Italia, Italia,
We graciously accepted your angel.
On wings of pure light,
She has come.
Beautiful one that she is from every angle.
The perfectness of perfection.
She holds captive all eyes.
She is love to behold, O' Italia!
Bella rain down like petals of roses,
To land softly with purity on satin clouds.
The beautiful one does not walk or stroll,
But yet glides with hair flowing like
Rivers of pure wine.

And we are left drunk in her effervescence.
O' Quella Bella.