Beware of the woman poet;
she's waiting to be surprised by a swan.
Beware of the woman with sharp pencils;
she thinks you're a marginal note.
Beware of the woman who keeps coming toward you;
she thinks she's the light at the end of the tunnel.
Beware of the woman who accepts you as you are;
she's weary.
Beware of the woman who loves to cook;
she'll make you delve into the leftovers.
Beware of the woman who won't cook;
she'll eat you raw.
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