HISTORY

In the course of History there is very little change over what seems normal and what seems strange. 

To the stranger with the woman

She's a pot of contradiction 

How she operates primarily like a heroine out of fiction She's fickle, she's feckless and she can't be trusted 

But the truth of the attraction is, 

That she's as hot as mustard. 

To the woman with the stranger he's a welcome relief From the vision of decay of her original belief 

He's tall he's firm, he's identical to the man she left at home. 

But she's tired of all the picking and has gone after another bone.