many sides to Rosey

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With the swing of my hips
And a smile on the corner of my lips,
I bat my baby blue eyes slowly
Watching men grovel, as they are lowly
All just because I am a woman, a proud one
And men need us, just like how plants need the sun

With the curves of my breasts,
Every womanhood's best
And in my skin, I comfortably fit
I am a woman and loving it
Proud of my sexuality, I am
Call me missus, call me ma'am

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