I’m
the “Princess” Story Book,
Full
of things so fine —
You
really have to study me
If
you want to read between my lines!
I’m
the lovey-dovey dove,
Singing
and flirting! — You be
The
tree I perch in. Shush! Don’t move!
Everybody’s
listening and looking at me!
I’m
the garden spiderweb
Spangled
and diamonded with dew....
The
angle where I display myself,
That’s
you.
I’m
the black orchid, I’m the blue rose —
I
beautify every spot
In
which I pose.
You?
My pot.
I’m
a perky blade of grass,
I feel
prettee! I’m so prettee, and wittee, and ... prettee!
You
be the dandy lyin’ weed
—
What do you mean, you “don’t agree”?
I
can be anything! Do anything, I can!
Because
I am Woman! You hear me?
—What
do you mean, you don’t want to be
What
I say?
Aw,
you ain’t no man,
Anyway.
