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Clever Girl


They say I'm a clever girl, 

Tall and proud, 

My shoulders are always pulled back. 

 

I walk with confidence, 

And talk with consciousness,

And I know far too many a fact.

 

But no one wants to play with Athena,

No one gets too close.

Cause clever's contagious 

Absurd and Outragoues

Would it be, if I was one of the pack. 

 
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