Be a woman, and be proud of it. Take care of yourself or no one else will.

If your sexy and you know it,

Raise your toys up high.

We don’t need no silly men,

They only make us cry.

We fight for independence,

And end up like the rest.

Entwined in his rumpled sheets,

Despairing of our mess.

Take your business elsewhere,

You need satisfaction too.

The kind that he cant provide,

Forget him, its up to you.

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  • willie wondka on Sep 18, 2009

    yeah,good poem.

  • PaulB on Sep 19, 2009

    “Rumpled sheets” – I can’t iron either! Ah ah. Quite the opposite of new beginnings I see. MMM. Very good poem. Lots of punch. Px

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