She stands so tall, so fierce, so bold,
A Goddess wrapped in red and gold.
With cuffs of steel and eyes that burn,
She bends the world—it’s Hers to turn.

No chains can hold her, none withstand,
Her lasso tight in mighty hands.
But when she ties, it’s not to save—
You kneel, you beg, you must obey!

Her voice commands, her whip cracks loud,
A Queen before a trembling crowd.
“On your knees, now bow real low,
Speak the words—I own your soul.”

She rides to war, she rules with grace,
A smirk upon her perfect face.
You worship, serve, adore, obey,
She leaves you broken, begs no stay.

No hero’s role—no damsel’s part,
She takes the world, she takes your heart.
With Amazonian strength, divine allure,
This Wonder Woman reigns—supreme and pure.