Since when were you a potter,
Or a sculptor of the arts?
Since when did you discover
The secrets of the heart?
When will you start learning
You can not squash me flat
To change me and re-mould me
Into your quiet doormat?
I refuse to be stepped over,
And if you want my love, you'll learn
To accept me as the girl I am
And let my voice be heard.












Comments
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take a whiff on me take a whiff on me
everybody take a whiff on me
i said a hey
hey
baby take a whiff on me
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Ignorance is bliss
Anyway, great metaphors, with the clay and whatnot. The whole thing is brilliant, but the first four lines really jump out at you.
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"The few, the proud, the commentors."
-Benn-dawg
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'It take a very special lady to please me, of several average ones.' Bill Hicks
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Ignorance is bliss
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