Danger or fear
I will appear . . .
Chaka Khan makes me feel inadequate. I am not every woman. I'm just about exactly one.
I can't "sense your needs like rain onto the seeds". I'm not even sure what that means.
And as for "anything you want done, baby", I certainly won't "do it naturally". No, really, I can't "read your thoughts right now, every one from A to Z."
Sorry if I'm ruining any illusions for you all, but it's not "all in me". And I probably won't "make a rhyme of confusion in your mind". If I do, it's probably more to do with my making no sense than with my Extreme Woman-ity. (I would have said "femininity", as that's actually a word, but it didn't seem to work in the context. Am I making a rhyme of confusion in your mind yet?)
Um. I don't think it's a good sign that today was only Tuesday and it's already been a long week. Also, based on the above unprovoked pointlessness, I may be going mad. Heh. Good weather for it, anyway.