A Woman’s Anger A lion can roar A dog can growl But nothing is worse Then a woman’s scowl It cuts through your skin And into your soul Ripping it up While taking its toll More deadly than fire Or an oncoming train Is a woman’s great anger Released in vain So watch what you do And all that you say Don’t be the cause Of a woman’s bad day Watch out for problems To possibly rise Cause women are deadly No matter what size                              Thal Dixon                                       1988
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