Inner voice (looking at the mirror): how gorgeous I am, one kind of beauty.
Poetess (in tight clothes): what about my story?
I am going on and on about it and no one cares.
Inner voice: I care!
So were the children at that party or only adults?
Poetess: what party?
Martini: all men are the same,
Pick one, won't make a mistake.
Berger lady: find comfort in food,
My advice, five hundred pounds and all you will care about are ...the one on the butt.
Inner voice: ladies I am having lunch, pooptes milk.
(to Poetess ) : what was wrong with your appetite?
Poetess : it was my shoulders, I think.
Inner voice : oh..
Poetess : at work every one, I mean the women, ask me to do something, like every day.
When they don't want, they think that I want..
Or I am kindly okay with it, and honestly,
I wished they would go to ..and not only me..
It's a circle. . (surprised)
Inner voice: hm... women
(looking at porno magazine)..
Poetess: and today I left them and they were looking for me,
I know for sure.
Inner voice (makes a note): .. strategic planning..
Grandma witch: God, God will help in such journey.
Sister witch: start praying..
Some one from work: why are they talking about God,
They are witches.
Poetess (to Inner voice): you see.
Inner voice (makes a note): suspicious
tendency for justice.
Poetess : anyway, I feel great,
True to myself .. (laughs)
