The Last Sim City Tycoon
Who can deny the carnival thrill
Spilling through Great White American hope
To be pleased and teased
Like every adventurous American girl
Unheld by tradition's claim
Paving new paths
On feminist wave
Women in power that flower like tycoons
With nothing to prove
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