Ask how strong she is...
I'll tell you graphene does not stand a chance.
Ask how strong she is
I'll tell you she'll ridicule the iron of the Eiffel in France
Ask how strong she is
I'll tell you too strong to be defined in a rhyme pattern
A classic work of art God made after he had rested.
I can only imagine what went on his mind.
"Man is in for a lil tough time" he probably jested.
As he created a gem that would remain after all precious stones have been mined.
Ask how strong she is
I'll refer you to the elasticity of her vagina and the elasticity of her heart.
One stretched painfully to let your big head out
the other, always open to let your big head in.
The home maker, the pie baker
The lover, the fighter, the giver
equality this, equality that...I beg to be spared...
I agree that men are awesome, but She is nothing to be compared.
High up in the superlatives
In the tribe of angels, she's a true born native
Ask how strong she is
I'll direct you to her softest core
where her beautiful collage of emotions run deep
a fraction is what tears wash ashore
Ask how strong she is
I'll say you know what, forget it.
I could write you a bible and you still wont get it.
Ask how strong she is...
I'll tell you graphene does not stand a chance.
Ask how strong she is
I'll tell you she'll ridicule the iron of the Eiffel in France
Ask how strong she is
I'll tell you too strong to be defined in a rhyme pattern...
A standing ovation for this supernatural superhuman
because every single passing day is the Day Of The Woman...
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