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I Feel Beautiful
Somebody pulled a switcharoo on old Wallyroo,
This morning I am completely dumbfounded,
Little Wally and the twins have gone missing,
But what I have now leaves me astounded.
So before I go exploring on this new found gift,
There is a shift in my brain I can’t explain,
Suddenly I begin to see the world in a new way,
Understanding life and feeling a new pain.
I rush over to the mirror to see what this is,
Ripping and stripping my clothes off I gasp,
Looking at the wonder and softness around,
But there is something I still cannot grasp.
This is maddening, how is this happening?
And yet I feel a power I’ve never felt before,
I am a woman, I feel beautiful and so I must…
Get in touch with my inner goddess and explore.
I admire at the beauty, the bod, the booty,
I’ve been blessed from top to back to front,
But then suddenly I feel a cramp, oh damn!
I’ve been switched at that time of the month.
This morning I am completely dumbfounded,
Little Wally and the twins have gone missing,
But what I have now leaves me astounded.
So before I go exploring on this new found gift,
There is a shift in my brain I can’t explain,
Suddenly I begin to see the world in a new way,
Understanding life and feeling a new pain.
I rush over to the mirror to see what this is,
Ripping and stripping my clothes off I gasp,
Looking at the wonder and softness around,
But there is something I still cannot grasp.
This is maddening, how is this happening?
And yet I feel a power I’ve never felt before,
I am a woman, I feel beautiful and so I must…
Get in touch with my inner goddess and explore.
I admire at the beauty, the bod, the booty,
I’ve been blessed from top to back to front,
But then suddenly I feel a cramp, oh damn!
I’ve been switched at that time of the month.
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