As you walk down the street

Women, girls stop to

Look you up and down

To give you jealous looks

And you can see in their faces

That they are judging you

How silly of them 

Don´t they know they are pretty too?

I guess they do not 

How silly of them

trying to put you down

Don´t they know we´re

All the same inside and outside

I guess the women do not 

know how to act like women

This poem is about: 
Our world


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