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She's a rainbow -- that rainbow in every rock song about nothing, a hidden hook that snares a sucker's wallet    I'm so hot for her, I'm so hot for her She is the philosopher's stone transmuting garbage lines into shiny trinkets in desirous minds    *When you're old, nobody will know    that you was a beauty*          What would pop culture be          without woman to exploit?    *She's a gooooooood girl    crazy 'bout Elvis* Obscured, behind the Micks and Pettys    the Kellys and Ushers       the Pauls wailing MAMAAAAA          the free spirit groupie cliché is Woman fictionalized by peacocking pimps deceptive plumage splayed is Woman    sung about    talked at    reduced to an abstraction    dispensed with    forgotten    and sold    and the men get rich.
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Jul 29, 2016
Jul 29, 2016 at 2:32 PM UTC
Woman as a Literary Device
She's a rainbow -- that rainbow in every rock song about nothing, a hidden hook that snares a sucker's wallet    I'm so hot for her, I'm so hot for her She is the philosopher's stone transmuting garbage lines into shiny trinkets in desirous minds    *When you're old, nobody will know    that you was a beauty*          What would pop culture be          without woman to exploit?    *She's a gooooooood girl    crazy 'bout Elvis* Obscured, behind the Micks and Pettys    the Kellys and Ushers       the Pauls wailing MAMAAAAA          the free spirit groupie cliché is Woman fictionalized by peacocking pimps deceptive plumage splayed is Woman    sung about    talked at    reduced to an abstraction    dispensed with    forgotten    and sold    and the men get rich.
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Jul 29, 2016
Jul 29, 2016 at 2:32 PM UTC
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