Southern Bell |
| by Faye Jones |
Facetious, the least to say!
She can wile her way;
Especially from an unsuspecting man,
And come away with his heart in hand.
Seems so fragile.
She is emotional to a fault.
Always must have full attention.
Crying is her invention.
She wants much and wants it now.
Never a question about how,
She just knows she deserves all,
especially everyone's beck 'n call.
Daddy's little princess.
No other man can take his place;
Or measure up to Daddy's giving,
Surely can't make her a good enough living.
Society stance is at the top of her list.
A to-do and she is right in the mist.
Gossip is her forte-
"My, what's new today?"
Maybe this is why,
No matter how hard they try-
To hear the gentlemen tell;
No man can out-live a Southern Bell!
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