Ruby the She-Camel

Turn the tree it is a Peach has one should see the lifting of this tapestry should bring peace, and peace to me across the river there is a chief River of cheese and she raises her and handkerchief in peace with me and into the hands shall I keep the seeds of my twins the seeds of three I have only one day at a time I know the city of Rhine Heaven is showing me will take one and shove that one into the ocean went to this season and the other two for its reason the oceans in the seasons are strong the winds are skipping across the waters all night long and I wait to see who she is. Will she come and meet me? Will I get my boat crawl it is delivered, the King of the Kings that we all shall fall to the daughters of men to the daughters of God. She is our wife, standing tall. with a girdle of speed that stretches the length of heroes for every surrounding in the midst of her body that chains the male upon her slender breast plate. that would follow along after her broadsword had befallen on the enemy before he could draw his own sword. the darkness of her skin was the camo of midnight, the covering of the shadows of the dead of night that quickens her backstabbing and thieving skills, upon her mount, in which is a broad black and white war zebra, with broad feet, with a mane of a she-camel (Kamela), that had two loads of rubies on each hump lumping the  Children of Heaven of Heaven and Asia to China.