I am a straight woman
With very unstraight ways
I break your norms at will
And merrily dance away.
You frown, you shout, you scold
Give me a few tight slaps
I smile at you again
And refuse to come back.
I am your problem child
One that her own way flees
And as you watch aghast
I laugh and laugh in glee.
You grow serious in revenge
Destroy my house and prop
I falter, true, yet hold on
I refuse to cry or drop.
And thus, our game goes on
Day in and day out
Step to counter step
Neither ready for rout.
