ruby red nails
and silver lipstick
she wears her platform heels
three inches high just for kicks
with each sway of her hips
studded chains round her wrists
you wonder what she’s made of
when push comes to shove
she holds her head high
when others walk by
feeling their stares and wandering eyes
she just tosses her head
and with a swoosh of her blue hair
smiles amusingly and meets every stare
knowing all that matters
is her own kind of sexy
the kind that’s humble
and when things get messy
she wears kindness
like her black leather jacket
her very best defense,
favorite gambit
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