Tell me, what are girls made of?
Hmm… sugar and spice and everything nice…?
Okay, no… they’re made of… this and that.
They’re made of wit, grace, and shy smiles. Respect, charm, refined mannerisms. Obedience and pretty eyes and a sing-song voice. Courage and soft skin and little hands.
That’s the word.
Or… maybe they’re made of sin and regret. Greed and desire. There’s that too. What about anger? Hatred and loss. Bitterness, dissatisfaction?
Gluttony and passion, violence and cruelty. There’s so much girls are made of.
But who knows, maybe they’re all really made of skin and flesh and bone, like the rest of us.