Woman's mood
No, I am not a beauty,
But I am simply cutey,
Someone says I am fluty
Hearing my voice.
No, I am not rude,
I just call things
By their proper names
And if you say my voice pings
I would better say it sings.
No, I am not ginger,
I am a golden grandeur,
And you see a danger
In my reddish hair,
It’s not fair my dear,
I am not a bushstranger
And you behave like a cringer.
No, I do not flirt,
I polish my master in communication,
No, I do not forget,
I don’t want to load my memory
With unnecessary information.
No, I do not bite,
I just say what I think,
I do not drink,
I just carry out tasting.
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poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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