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    Phenomenal Woman

    Phenomenal Woman 
    BY MAYA ANGELOU
    Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
    I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size   
    But when I start to tell them,
    They think I’m telling lies.
    I say,
    It’s in the reach of my arms,
    The span of my hips,   
    The stride of my step,   
    The curl of my lips.   
    I’m a woman
    Phenomenally.
    Phenomenal woman,   
    That’s me.

    I walk into a room
    Just as cool as you please,   
    And to a man,
    The fellows stand or
    Fall down on their knees.   
    Then they swarm around me,
    A hive of honey bees.   
    I say,
    It’s the fire in my eyes,   
    And the flash of my teeth,   
    The swing in my waist,   
    And the joy in my feet.   
    I’m a woman
    Phenomenally.

    Phenomenal woman,
    That’s me.

    Men themselves have wondered   
    What they see in me.
    They try so much
    But they can’t touch
    My inner mystery.
    When I try to show them,   
    They say they still can’t see.   
    I say,
    It’s in the arch of my back,   
    The sun of my smile,
    The ride of my breasts,
    The grace of my style.
    I’m a woman
    Phenomenally.
    Phenomenal woman,
    That’s me.

    Now you understand
    Just why my head’s not bowed.   
    I don’t shout or jump about
    Or have to talk real loud.   
    When you see me passing,
    It ought to make you proud.
    I say,
    It’s in the click of my heels,   
    The bend of my hair,   
    the palm of my hand,   
    The need for my care.   
    ’Cause I’m a woman
    Phenomenally.
    Phenomenal woman,
    That’s me.

    Maya Angelou, “Phenomenal Woman” from And Still I Rise. Copyright © 1978 by Maya Angelou

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