Tart

A floozy and a tart was what the people liked to call her

Just because she played the field to see what they could offer

She didn’t need a man a ring or any type of label

Just wanted what she wanted and she thought she should be able.

Maybe if she’d been a guy they wouldn’t mock or spurn her

They’d say ‘that’s just the way it is’ and wouldn’t have to wonder

Whether she would be the girl to settle down and change

But if she has her way she’d rather keep herself the same.

 

Tart

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