Big Horn

I can feel her eyes on me, I know she’s looking at me, that she wants some of what I’ve got.

“Damn, girl, you’re looking fine,” I was strutting, prancing in front of her – until I saw him.

Huge horns, he stood his ground, staring me down; I walked away.

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