by Christine May 30, 2007
category :
Miscellaneous /
Misc. poems
Phenomenal Women Pretty women Wonder where my Secret lies I'm not cute or built To suit a model's Fashion size But when I start to Tell them They think im Telling lies. I say It's in the reach of My arms The span of my hips The stride of my Steps The curl of my lips I'm a women Phenomenally Phenomenal Women That's me. Now you understand Just why my head's Not bowed I don't shout or Jump about of have to talk real Loud When you see me Passing I ought to make You proud I say it's in the click Of my heels The bend of my hair The palm of my Hand The need for my Care. 'Cause I'm a women Phenomenally Phenomenal women That's me. |