The trees in the wind
shake in the storms
of my desserts
And I cry but it
don't change
others asking for you to
have another
But you know I am not
a lady who wants
To be told
But a lady that
respects knowledgeable
facts that the matter is
your dogs are out and
I will make you over in
the eyes of the beholder.
And you will wip the facts
in to shape and serve it on a plate.
ooh pulling the fact for a matter days
of. see and not be lost within.
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