Aww that Woman, what's up with her? Is the constant question concerning Miss Understood.

She laughs too loud and uses blue words,
Her speech is a curiosity when overheard.
Is she a sinner ot a saint?
She walks in the middle of the road, to everyone's complaint.
She lets dust bunnies roam freely, she is a tad lazy,
She dwells in a mind meadow and looks quite crazy.
She is known to just blurt out in song,
She is rarely right and mostly blissfully wrong.
She dances and sways to the music playing in her head,
If folks don't like it she tells them to," Drop Dead!"
She says what the spirit moves,
She stays in her own little groove.
If folks don't like her peaches, they don't have to shake her tree,
For she truly doesn't care what folks think, her spirit is free.
Men think that she is a brazen flirt,
She flirts jokingly, thinking what does it hurt?
Would she ever live up to her banter, pony up on her spiel?
Naw, she is just fun and games, never for real.
If she might flirt with you, it is done for a lark,
For she always goes home alone, when it gets dark.
She is just a little girl at play,
Who wishes to have some fun each day.
So for the folks who think that she is up to no good,
She just giggles and winks, that Naughty Miss Understood!