Right Kind of Woman Test Flight
Cat Stevens wanted a hard-headed woman
But it doesn't sound like
Much of a cuddle to me
All I ask for is a git(?) Irish goddess
Red hair and green eyes
Will make me fall to my knees
Forget the hair dye and the tinted lenses
Your diets just leave me flat
But every kind I meet my kind of woman
My gender's not where she's at.
Mordewis Gaeafbran ap Llys, ©1998, 2004 by Gerald L. "Moss" Bliss
"Git"? I'll have to look that up again... This was a dry run that led up to my song, "The Right Kind of Woman", which you can see elsewhere on this website.
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