She can smell burning cities when people tell lies
Yeah she eats steel nails, shits 'em out galvanized
Now she's not safe for people with nut allergies
And she runs on the cloud, but she's always a woman to me
She can call on strange beings from the vastiest deep
And she mumbles sestinas each night in her sleep
Yeah she burns Grover Cleveland in straw effigy
And she quacks like a duck, but she's always a woman to me
There's arcane constellations traced out on her skin
That once shone on her antediluvian kin
And she tells me their name with an unrestrained glee
And I'd rather not know, but she's always a woman to me
She gets rashes from kashrut, she has to eat treyf
And her heart's in an egg, in a duck, in a safe
So no heroes can end her calamitous spree
Weapons bounce off her skin, but she's always a woman to me
BONUS
She can catch you with grace, she can grab you with charm
She can grab anyone with her oversized arm
She was drawn with the finest of consummate Vs
By this guy in a mask, but she's always a woman to me