That Woman Poem by Absara Ghiorghis
That Woman
I see her and I'm not impressed.
With melons in her blouse,
mascara on thick,
she fools no one.
Fake as grandma's teeth,
With manicured claws and sparkled thick lips,
still,
you don't suffice.
Find your own piece of carcass.
This one is mine.
This lioness is smart
She pounces on antelope fast,
faster than
the rest.
Thursday, March 15, 2012
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