The glint from a silver necklace is seen Shining in the light Such a dainty, feminine thing To be hanging from the neck of an assassin Better to see this sparkle Than the glint from the gun on her hip Cross her at the wrong time That gun could be pressed against your temple Keep your distance, show your respect She is not one to be tampered with Though stunning, her beauty can be misleading Just like the weapon she carries Don't take her lightly She is a specimen to behold A star of David in every aspect Beloved of all who see her Respected and admired Ravishing and seductive A well-honed weapon of fierce lovliness.