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There are times that I wondered,
And times that I tried
To understand this woman
But ended up deprived
The power of her vocal chords
Harmony to deaf ears
Little does she bother about?
Little does she fear?
She is a lovely angel
Behind those barbed eyes
Her unctuous presence
Is always full of life
If you ask me who she is
Would I tell you the truth?
That’s something to bet on
With nothing to lose