I'm just a bashful lady poet,
dainty if I'm anything;
so shy, so proper, so reserved,
composing my delicate renderings.
I never speak above a whisper,
a flower I am, so pale and pure;
modest, that's me, with skirts to my ankles,
fragile, obedient, slight and demure.
55 words (including the title) for the ass-kickin' G Man!
photograph: Cristina Scabbia
Find impudent Hedgewitch HERE and brassy MZ (Mama Zen) HERE !