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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