Dear Sébastien,

I’m too gorgeous à thing, for you little thing.

Must you think yourself a man enough to dance, Dance in the arena of this my womanhood

Like all other men, you must recite “The Beggars Creed” because I will be frank with thee,

My rosebush, My vagina, will not be pleased to dine with a withered dandolin, your penis.

You have reduced us women, to à state of utter profligacy, played us like toys made is less of the human race.

We are women, we deserve better, we must have all of it good in reserve.

Yours truly,

A Woman.

Published by ntracylinda

I'm an imaginative situational writer. I'm TL And I often identify with Roses.

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