I AM a burley hunter chick, as some other folks may say.
I have, however, met my feminine side,
that was once lost along the way.
Pedi in color,
mani french tips.
Is that a new shade of
peach on my lips?
Sturgeon braced by my manicured hand
with filett knife in other, respect, I demand.
Bosoms bouncing with each slash,
entrails falling from a mighty gash.
My weapon of choice,
a remington 308,
bolt action, baby...the sound is great
I have 2 lil sidearms
for me to enjoy,
A 9 mm and a .357
Jump on me and you go directly to heaven.
.
I AM a burley hunter chic
of this I can't deny.
Do you really wanna mess with me?
I can't imagine why.
