EMBODYING...well let's just leave him/er ano.

The 2 Stories of One Story.

Don't call me Woman.
Don't call me Lady.
Don't call me Love.
Don't call me Baby.
Don't call me Honey, Sweetie Pie, Darlin',
Sugar or Mufin Ball.
Do me a favor...
...don't call me at all.


I'm not your pet, your child, your kitten.
I'm not impressed.
I am not smitten.
If you say I fight like a girl,
I will rearrange your world.

Don't give me flowers.
Don't give me grief.
Tell me you're leaving.

Give me relief.

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So why do I cry
When I see you go?
They ask me why?
I just don't know.
It's goodbye,
adios,
ciao,
adieu,
I needed a friend.
It could have been you.