take a walk in my shoes for a while
then tell me i am wrong

let me prance you around
make you jump through whoops
moved at the last second
just to keep you on your toes

or maybe i will just make you wait
for an indefinite amount of time
while i deal with my BS
show you i'm a busy busy woman
you'll have respect for me

then too perhaps when i am alone
i'll keep just enough distant
so you'll have to come to me
always testing your desire
when i'm sure i'll push you away

maybe i can convince you to do
all my work saying
oh, baby if i could just get
thru this then i'd have
more time for you
then treat you like i am
doing you a favor instead of
the other way around

you ingrate
want to be all that
ain't nothing but
the clothes on your back
Mother............
just tell me
how do my pumps feel on you?

could you balance on them spikes
all day and half the night too?
wonder if you can take of your and my business
with as much style and grace

a huh baby i know they are tight
especially when you have to turn the other cheek
makes it hard to be kind and understanding
when i am dis-ing you.

all right dress-up is over
you can put your nikes back on
i'll give one last tug on my pantyhose
polished nails and all
slip my stilettos on and get up in your face saying
boy, i'm be moving on!

you go, here's to strong women

my lame attempt at slam poetry back in the day