I am Woman … hear me roar in rhyming verse or metaphor,
Performance Poetry is an outlet that suits me,
If you ever get the chance … you ought to see me Belly Dance,
Then you’d understand the move to Poetry.
I’ve decided that I want to be Immortal,
Not with this body … But by leaving my thoughts behind,
Recorded in print and on audio,
Just more evidence that I’m out of my mind.
I have Redbacks tattooed all over my body,
One for each year I’ve been alive,
Not one person has ever found them all,
There’s one bloke who’s convinced I’m twenty five.
I consider my ears my best feature,
Each has had five rings … for more than twenty years,
Nowadays multiple piercings are considered Feral,
Not me … I was a Punk Rock pioneer.
I got short-changed in the Leg Department,
My bum nearly touches the ground,
When I step off the pavement … My bum hits the gutter,
So I’m flat on the bottom … not round.
My mum called my hair .. my “crowning glory”,
It never meant that much to me,
So I plaited my hair … before shaving it off,
Now it’s at home on the mantle … hanging free.
I’m a cynic in a harsh real world,
I don’t have spectacles with rose-coloured glass,
If you’re a critic … I don’t care if you don’t like me,
Just don’t expect me to kiss your arse.
I’m constantly in need of admirers,
To help validate my grievances with Fate,
And I could always do with … some male companionship,
My number is listed … if you’d like a date.
I’m a Bitch and I’m proud of it,
Fuck diplomacy and tact,
If you don’t like the truth … don’t ask my opinion,
I only deal in cold, hard facts.
I feel that by standing up performing,
I’m on the path to Immortality,
If I have a book and/or CD published … would you buy one?
I’ll offer a … NO MONEY BACK GUARANTEE.