Phenomenal Woman

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.

I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size

But when I start to tell them,

They think I’m telling lies.

I say

It’s in the reach of my arms

The span of my hips,

The stride of my step,

The curl of my lips,

I’m a woman

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,

That’s me.

By Maya Angelou

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Does my Sexiness Upset You?

You may write me down in history   

With your bitter, twisted lies,

You may trod me in the very dirt,   

But still, like dust, I’ll rise.

 

Does my sassiness upset you?

Why are you beset with gloom?   

Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells,   

Pumping in my living room.

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