A Woman's Anger Poem by Samantha Wallace

A woman's anger is a sorry sight,
She huffs and puffs with all her might.
Her eyes grow big, her veins all quiver,
Just one look will make you shiver.

Her blood boils, her heart races,
Her hands clench, her jaw tenses.
But her most powerful weapon in her rage,
Is what comes out in her language!

So stay clear when a woman's angry,
Especially when she's hungry.
Escape her wrath, it's a turn off,
For she'll be sure to bite your head off.