Oh yeah she’s real pretty

and she’s the rarest type of women to find

Workin' hard at the grind

She’s even blessed in the mind

So you best be careful or she just may leave you blind

She’s got no time for a love that’s sappy

All those playground tricks just leave her feelin' crappy

If you try to come on as somethin' your not she’ll be gettin' real snappy

Puttin' you down for this don't make her feel to happy

So don’t you try to woo her in with fat stacks

of green backs

Thinkin' it’s somethin' she lacks

So don’t you try to woo her in the mix

If sex is your fix

She’s to fast for all those subliminal mind tricks

So don’t you try to woo her in with all kinds of chatter

That just don't matter

All the more it’s your heart she’ll shatter

No!

She’s not interested in material excess

Into her little world it’s no way to have access

She could give a damn about the lure that comes with success

No!

she’s not interested in capital gain

What she has to offer you is freedom from such pain

As her love falls from her eyes like a gentle rain

Yeah

Love is her gift

A love to uplift

A love like no other

A love beyond a sister to a brother

A love that doesn’t smother

like a baby in need of it’s mother

So don't you try to be her daddy

Or come on to her like a little laddy

She’s only interested if common man see's you to be a real baddy

She likes the rebellious type

One that doesn’t fall for the world’s hype

She likes a man that cry’s when love is ripe

She finds pleasure in his tears to wipe

So stick that in your pipe

And don’t you hold no gripe

You see she’s deep in all her belief

When it comes to bein' shallow she keeps it brief

So don’t you give her no grief

And try and steal her heart like a thief

Or she’ll leave you shakin' like a leaf

She sees through all sensuality

Shallow men call their sexuality

To her that's a technicality

In most men’s mentality

She finds strength in gettin' by and holdin' her own

with a little back bone

She don’t need all kinds of cash or by the world to be known

When it comes to bein' needy it’s somethin' she’s out grown

No!

She’s not interested in material excess

Into her little world it’s no way to have access

She could give a damn about the lure that comes with success

No!

She’s not interested in capital gain

What she has to offer you is freedom from such pain

As her love falls from her eyes like a gentle rain

Oh she’s a little extreme

Always swimmin' up stream

Workin' hard at her dream

That's how she keeps in her eye

that mysterious gleam

So it does seam

Oh yeah

She gets a little frustrated and blows off some steam

Only she’s to much of a lady to let you hear her heart scream

Unless your tryin' to come onto her with some ungodly scheme

You best keep your conversation proper

In order to get with this raw dropper

Cuz talkin' a bunch of smack is a real show stopper

Goin' on about one self

will leave you like a book that’s been read on the shelf

That kind of conversation makes her wanna ralph

So you best not make her your obsession

In order to make her your soul possession

And don’t you come on to her with all kinds of aggression

Cause that only leads to her depression

By puttin' her true feelin's under suppression

No!

She’s not interested in material excess

Into her little world it’s no way to have access

She could give a damn about the lure that comes with success

No!

She’s not interested in capital gain

What she has to offer you is freedom from such pain

As her love falls from her eyes like a gentle rain

Listen to She's Not Interested.mp3 by J.Wiggy on #SoundCloud

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Hello, Writers and Dear Readers.

Congrats to our CotM winner for January! Ferryman brought home the bacon with the post titled, 'Kept Secrets.' In the video on our YouTube channel, we feature Ferryman, give a nod to the honorable mention, and go into our new Challenge of the Month.

We'll tag the authors in the comments. And here's the channel link, and our new challenge link.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z5tFQhs8V-8

https://theprose.com/challenge/13700

And...

As always...

Thank you for being here.

-The Prose. team

America,

Your rotten core,

Built of blood and tears,

And a veneer of good intentions.

America,

You came up from nothing,

A bunch of religious runways,

Yet now you scorn the other runaways.

America,

Your blood is boiling,

Polluted with plastic and grease

America,

Your heart is breaking,

Smashed to bits by rioters waving flags.

America,

Your throat is tightening,

Knelt on by your own people.

America,

Your skin is peeling,

From the sunburn of progress.

America,

Your cancer is growing,

Fed by the flesh of

Childhood obesity.

America,

Your Miss America Models are crying

Because they're starving

For the love they can't give themselves.

America,

Is this what you wanted?

America,

I think you need to sit back.

Restart.

Let your body heal itself

From these self inflicted wounds.

America, you are more than this.

America, don't drown in this.

America,

If you want us to heal,

You need to start with yourself.

It's what I tell my family. Along with making sourdough bread, and gardening. Two of these are true.

Other days it's learning the ukelele, improving my Spanish, and keeping it together. Estoy okay.

I work in the theatre, I don't know when there will be work for me to go back to. But I'm holding up all right.

In September, I hope to be able to look back and say: Tengo una excelente cosecha (a word I have to look up because, for now, my vocabulary is still small--como se dice...). And have it be true to say, "Estoy bien."