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Classy


 

Women are given this burden by Society, by men:

Am I ‘classy’ or do I live for no tomorrow?

They aren’t the same, these concepts

I can dress to the nines and gain respect

Or I can have a little fun

The classy girls are stuck-up and called 'prudes'

While those other girls just flash around their nudes

Who am I in this mixed up world?

What do I stand for?

I stand for me!

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