Oh, Pobrecita
Tragic little tea-cup
Did he go and shatter you again?
But the way that you're cryin'
Is more like a lion
Licks her wounds before she seeks revenge.
- Bishop Allen
Listened to this song this morning. I think most women are a mixture of fragile tea-cups, and lionesses. Perhaps that's why we confuse men so much sometimes. They expect lion, and we're tea-cup. They expect tea-cup and we're suddenly lion.
I think that's alright.
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