Womanly Woman

NOTE: This poem is inspired by Bradley Hathaway's "Manly Man" it can be viewed here:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AJGwVBvJMPM

I don’t want my sneakers

And short brown hair-- no! I did not just roll out of bed it’s supposed to look like this, broad shoulders, oversized tshirt, hips don’t shake enough when I walk-- confuse anyone!

I am a womanly woman.

Under this adorable cardigan I got 90% off lies a heart that beats with a Victorian Era Prim properness

It pumps an ever cascading supply of ladyness

that even the queen, the majesty herself, can’t understand.

If rudeness lurks about

I will leave right out.

If propriety abounds?

There I will be found!

If a friend needs a new dress

I know which one is best!

I am a womanly woman!

I wear skirts, heels and Mascara!

I spend hours in the bathroom and match my outfits.

I am a womanly woman!

I can paint my nails with my left hand and draw flowers in the polish.

I sign my name with a HEART!

I am a womanly woman.

I can charge a credit card completely in an hour!

I own enough shoes to shod 3 whole African Villages.

And I take at least 4 suitcases on a weekend trip.

I own 2 closets full of purses alone.

I am a womanly woman.

Or am I?

I do not need saving.

I need no man to protect me from the world.

I sometimes leave the house with no makeup.

I love watching soccer games and paint my face to match.

I prefer to hang out with the guys

And sometimes I laugh at fart jokes.

But ask any honest woman,

Ask any truthful man and he too will see

That I am a Womanly Woman!