LitKonkurs "My recipe for beauty"

Be an exclusive-boxed, whether inoy-
I see the whole world at his feet,
Men from me fall into shock,
On tie knots trying to weaken
And the bottom cover newspaper pants.
I for others, like a bright star:
See, obliznёshsya, and can not get it.
But for her husband - the sun that dazzles the eye,
Which prigreet and burn it to the ground.
Do not be dismayed and relax - I'm kidding,
After her husband, I still love you.
Someone from birth given beauty,
And someone just took it and made himself.
It has long been known to me a little secret:
Men crave something in excess is not.
Be an exclusive-boxed, whether a
And the world will not stand in front of you !!!
Both internally and externally, do not imitate the crowd
And even in the behavior of either is not like the others.
To some it is difficult, someone is not given,
And I was always so and therefore easy for me.
Here I go, in Buckingham Queen
Neither look to the right nor to the left view.
As if I - the only woman on earth
And white light converged wedge only me.
For dullness I - Shake, provocation,
Turns Me On its terrible reaction.
I am a thorn in the eye for the ladies provincial-gray,
I like to tease muzhchinok beskhrebёtnyh and timid.
I want them to come to the heart of the boot,
Rather, to pierce through high heel.
To my perfume and sensual, and passionate
For them was like opium dangerous.
And there's me and random unimportant details,
And I - de luxe to the tips of nails.
I like to be immediately visible in the crowd,
Catch the male perspective on itself,
Be exclusively-boxed, be different,
Be subjugator world, to be a dream.