I’ve been watching too much Sex and the City
Its not good for a girl’s psyche
An episode a day keeps the mean reds at bay
But back to back action brings panicked depression
The clothes and the cocktails
The men and Manolos
Is much much removed
From my dull life of shoes
“Of false idols beware”
said the chap in the air
Is Louboutin a God?
Can’t I worship the clog?
And as for the sex
Well it makes this girl vexed
Who has room for a swing?
And that vibrator thing?
Now I sound like a prude
And I quite like the rude
It’s a bit of a mare
For a poor confused bear
Now…Aidan or Big?
Knowing my luck…Stig
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