She walks like a storm, she talks like fire.
She has an attitude that you just can't hire.
She breaks all the rules and writes her own story.
You point fingers but she will go for glory.
She has a sharp tongue but her heart is gold.
Her ways are new but her soul is old.
You'll never know her, she's a little mistery.
Some says she's a shore, some say she's a sea.
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