You would see a woman turn into a tigress of ferocity
With just one sniff of another female in the vicinity
She surges as the green-eyed monster from folklore
To find hers’ its ever the rival, to rip & tear in a battle gore
The earthy endurance that makes her so, shatters
To have the same sex in her orbit, are worse matters
Now, we know
why the lissom lass turned into the conniving cat
Or the silken seductress turned into corny cacti
A word of praise about the other can prove to be fatal
Frothing, you would see the femme fatale
So, under one roof, if you keep two women together
Could you expect anything but a natural disaster?
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