Plain Jane
Damn I Love Plain Jane! She's basic and always the same. She may be a lame but she's never lost in the game.
I love the kinda women that you don't need to run game! The chicks star searching for fame, please stay out of my lane. Am I to blame because I love a woman who is tame, with a gigantic brain? I love a lady who's into logistics, who's conversation is far beyond that same old "Let's Get Fit" script.
I love women with a unique identity. She doesn't fit well in our everyday society. She dots her i's and crosses her T's but she normally dressed in a white T and fitted jeans. See, in 2015, alot of women are more worried about "appearance" rather than perseverance. Can't count to 10 but can find time to fit her mascara in.
I don't want her to blend; bending over backwards for poor excuses of men. Taking in so much foolishness that it becomes a trait I call cluelessness! Her only solution is a pint of gin to release her sins. Come here baby, show me that grin, I promise this is not the end.
Time after Time; again and again, your so-called simple days blow with turbulent wind.
Remember this affirmation: You are not Plain, You are not the Same, and Your Glory Will Always and Forever Burn like a Flame!
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