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22 pages, Hardcover
First published January 17, 1995
Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.I walk into a room
I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I’m telling lies.
I say,
It’s in the reach of my arms,
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.
Men themselves have wonderedNow you understand
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can’t touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them,
They say they still can’t see.
I say,
It’s in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.
“It’s the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.”
When you learn, teach.
When you get, give.
As for me,
I will not be moved.
She said, But my description
cannot
fit your tongue, for
I have a certain way of being in this world.
They accuse me of livin’
from day to day,
But who are they kiddin’?
So are they.
