Wednesday, 17 January 2024
Zaylee
I'm never a girl,
who curses and blasts,
my mind in a whirl,
a face like a stone,
I'm built to last,
best that you count on,
don't treat me with furs,
are all men trapped,
want me in shiny skirts,
I'll waltz like a ghost,
dance until collapse,
my lies are my own,
your head's in a twirl,
any present will pass,
my prayers are always fair,
why cry at the doorpost,
drink green tea aghast,
ask what I want most,
please turn the flame down,
if you cook with gas,
say your heart's unfurled,
avoid any crash.
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