Pretty women wonder where my
secret lies.
I’m not cute or built to suit a
fashion model’s size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I’m telling lies.
I say,
It’s in the reach of my arms,
The span of my
hips,
The stride of my
step,
The curl of my
lips.
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal
woman,
That’s me.
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