Sovereign Girl … 1905 - 2k13

Kicked on beach cockle shells then the office guys to hell the prickly sand tickles my toes and his laughter, that he knows the bosses work I so often do why I like him, don’t have a clue late to bed and early to rise nets me bonus, worldly prize with the alarm, shoot out of bed fumble and clamp its button dead thirty minutes of a race in time switch on tube to scan the crime hair and hands tomorrow then laptop purse and favorite pen at the bus stop same old scene a million times I must have seen I hate their frills and lacy girls The dumb pouts and their curls What’s up beat in a gender trap All they need is a firmly slap Daunted not by brawn or hurl Brainy and brash is sovereign girl