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Been at work all day,

feel like a slave,

I don’t need no man, to take care of me,

say what you want to say about me,

haters will always hate,  don’t blame them that’s their way,

but I don’t care because I’m free,

Do you see that, when you look at me?

I have loved more than enough,

but times that by, the tears I’ve cried,

and that tells you, why there’s no man,

by my side.

I don’t feel the need to run and hide,

It’s not wrong to want a man, just for one night,

by the rules I don’t abide,

I like to make things simplified,

at least then terms are specified,

No risk of being unsatisfied.

N.T.J 02/06/16©