Eh rough draft. Just wrote it. I might add more later
I was just a mild-mannered
angry-tempered girl
Caught on the winds of
snags and knots that would
make anyone’s stomach hurl
I’ve become accustomed
to sliding down chutes
But I’ve heard that
climbing up ladders is
quite attractive
I imagine that any hardworking
bustling man would scold me
that everyone I meet would
fit their stereotypes quite nicely
And if they ever stopped to smell the roses
Well I suppose they’d be like me
I’ve become accustomed
to sliding down chutes
But I’ve heard that
climbing up ladders is
quite attractive