She looks like a cactus
Hard and harmful
She feels like a teddy bear
Soft and plentiful
Her glance will cut you in half
While her lips sew you back
She walks and she runs
From danger
She is no foolish lover
No stranger
Her distance will disarm you
Her wit will hand you guns
No harm shall come
To the man who is given
And carries
Her weapons
For she does not give of them freely
As she does her tired heart
From the man she promises her protection
This girl shall never part