Haina
A Haina is a woman who’s like a queen, but she’s got a temper and a heart of gold.
That girl in the hallway is a Haina. She’s got a voice that can shake the walls.
My aunt’s a Haina. She’s got a smile that could make a donut cry.
She’s a Haina. I said, ‘You’re the queen of this place.’ She said, ‘I know.’