How Lovely to Be a Woman

When you’re skinny child of fourteen wired with braces from ear to ear,
you doubt that you could ever be appealing.
Then hallelujah, you are fiften and the braces disappear and your skin is
smooth and clear, and you have that happy, grown-up, female feeling!
How lovely to be a woman!
The wait was well worthwhile, how lovely to wear mascara and smile a woman’s
smile.
How lovely to have a figure that’s round instead of flat, whenever you hear
boys whistle, you’re what they’re whistling at!
It’s wonderful to feel, the way a woman feels, it gives you such a glow,
just to know, you’re wearing lipstick and heals.
How lovely to be a woman, and have one job to do: to pick out a boy and train
him, and then when you are through, you make him the man you want him to be!
Life’s lovely when you’re a woman…
like me!