You’re Gonna Hear Me Roar

Truth is, my good lad

You can’t handle what I am

You weren’t bred for the likes of me

You require a docile house cat

Better yet

A lap dog

Who will be submissive

And lick your feet;

stroke your ego

Not this girl

No

Honey, I am a cunning vixen

A proud lioness

A she-wolf

I’m a wild beast of a thing

Untamed

With unbridled passion

So my dear boy

Stand back

And hear me roar