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MOODS OF A WOMAN
An angel of truth and a dream of
fiction
A woman is a bundle of contradiction
She's afraid of a wasp, will scream
at a mouse
But will tackle her boyfriend alone in
the house
She'll take him for better, she'll take
him for worse
She'll break open his head and then
be his nurse
But when he's well and can get out
of bed
She'll pick up the teapot and aim for
his head
Beautiful and keenly sighted, yet
blind
Crafty and cruel, yet simple and kind
She'll call him a king, then make him
a clown
Raise him on a pedestal, then knock
him flat down
She'll inspire him to deeds that
ennoble man
Or make him her lackey to carry her
fan
She'll run away from him and never
come back
But if he runs away, then she'll be
on his tracks
Sour as vinegar, sweet as a rose
She'll kiss you one minute, then turn
up her nose
She'll win you in range, enchant you
in silk
She'll be stronger than brandy,
milder than milk
At times she'll be vengeful, merry
and sad
She'll hate you like poison, and love
you like mad
An angel of truth and a dream of
fiction
A woman is a bundle of contradiction
She's afraid of a wasp, will scream
at a mouse
But will tackle her boyfriend alone in
the house
She'll take him for better, she'll take
him for worse
She'll break open his head and then
be his nurse
But when he's well and can get out
of bed
She'll pick up the teapot and aim for
his head
Beautiful and keenly sighted, yet
blind
Crafty and cruel, yet simple and kind
She'll call him a king, then make him
a clown
Raise him on a pedestal, then knock
him flat down
She'll inspire him to deeds that
ennoble man
Or make him her lackey to carry her
fan
She'll run away from him and never
come back
But if he runs away, then she'll be
on his tracks
Sour as vinegar, sweet as a rose
She'll kiss you one minute, then turn
up her nose
She'll win you in range, enchant you
in silk
She'll be stronger than brandy,
milder than milk
At times she'll be vengeful, merry
and sad
She'll hate you like poison, and love
you like mad
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