The problem with loving someone like her is that
she’s going to get herself killed one day.
She’s got that fire in her eye
Warning signal, red and smoke.
She is armed and dangerous
Dare not be foolish to provoke.
She’s clever and quick
On her feet and in wit.
And she doesn’t believe that
You can’t have your cake and eat it.
She’s that curious cat
Purring everyone into submission,
But we all know how the
Cat turned out in that rendition.
People are either wary of her
Or in awe, mouth open wide.
Some are even scared
Some have no where to hide.
Because she can infiltrate your mind
And a civil war will play out,
Can you love a molotov cocktail
Beyond a shadow of a doubt?