Natural Mildness – Natural Mildness Single, twenty-one and childless Chosen not to regress Not to be like the rest   Born to breed syndrome Don’t want to lead a life so hum hum I still like to suck my thumb   Alone but not lonely Genuine, not phony Simply simplistic Want to marry someone who looks good wearing my lipstick   He’ll get off on my mind He’ll get me from behind Intellectual intercourse Together forever not divorced   He’ll know it’s forever when he looks in my eyes We fit together too perfect Push him deeper between my thighs Entangled and untwined The angel of love is far to wise