Grow your frilliest beauty
on your dearest fanny
Blow your daintiest trumpet
on your weariest wonder
& never ever let them
see you perspire
•
Furthermore
if life has not yet
made you its own trusted confidante
take heart
The world is like a girl
who rivals you in grace
& good looks
Go cautious
in your motions & she
will come around to call you friend
From For Girls (& Others), Bloof 2008
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