"... for it is a well known fact that there is no beast more abominable than an accomplished young woman..." virginia woolf
she had a pocket full of wry,
smiled at the crocadillo and
armoured with her bulletproof tutu
she sashayed down the avenue.
she didn't mind the bullseye stare
of the boys with their greasy hair
hangin' out
looking for trouble
she knew
man she knew
she was more trouble than they'd ever dare...
she was where the wild things were
she taught them how to roar,
she was the wolf suit
hell she made the jabberwock hoot
and run for its life
she didn't need no fiddly little flick knife
no snicker snack
no paddy whack whack
all she needed was her teeth to bare
'cos she was more trouble than they'd ever dare.
she waltzed across the sky
under the crazy moon
she danced far too high
for society's tepid boon
of secure little corners
of gracious little manners
and interminable silent dinners -
for she had something to say
something that they may
not
have wanted to hear.
A contest entry
- Create an Outlaw ! Original Contest for Original Poets! by Girl-Interrupted.
575 points, ended December 26, 2008, 14 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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I loved this before and I love it still, congratulations on the Gold.
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I love The words You used! So creative ....! And there absolutely can be a tough lil cookie, such as this ..as opposed to a man...
Thanks for entering and Best of luck!!
becca
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grrr ... sorry for having to recomment, forgot these ...
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Bulletproof tutu? That is an interesting sight to behold ... hmmm ...
An enjoyable read, though a woman this dangerous would excite any man even for their own good ... heh, WELL DONE!
G. -
Amazing write, I wanted to take that walk with her. got my sashay going on now, thanks!
Best of luck in the contest
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wow, this is just fabulous. Absolutely loved this.
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