Bull

Step lightly?
I’m not quite sure
what you mean.
Is it your wish
that I go unseen?

Gingerly. Gracefully.
That’s a woman’s way.
A game these club feet
just can’t seem to play.

I’m too loud. Too proud.
Missing sugar in my tone.
Perhaps you’d prefer Sir,
to just be alone?

Beautiful Bull,
in a china shop world.
When will you start
to act like a girl?

Step lightly. Be soft.
It’s what they like to say.
Yet I step boldly, brightly…
then be on my way.

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