Girls POem
I shave my legs, sit down to pee
And I can justify any shopping spree
I don't go to the barber but a beauty salon
Can get a message without a hard-on
I can balance the check book I can pump my own gas
I can talk to my friends about the size of my ass
My beauty's a master piece and yes, it takes long
At least I can admit to others when I'm wrong
I don't drive in circles at any cost
And I don't have a problem admitting I'm lost
I never forget an important date
You just gotta deal with it, I'm usually late
I don't watch movies, with lots of gore
Don't need an instant replay, to remember the score
I won't lose my hair or get jock itch
And just cause I'm assertive, don't call me a bitch
Don't say to your friends, oh yeah I can get her
In your dreams honey, I can do better
Flowers are okay, but jewellery's best
Look at me you idiot, not at my chest!
I don't have a problem, with expressing my feelings
I know when you're lying, you look at the ceiling
Don't call me a girl, a babe or a chick
I am a woman!
Get it? you dick.
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