I stared once at this box
With a golden pink sign
"Femininity" it said
And yet the box was black
A sealed and hidden front
Pry it open? T'was quite hard
I know that this Pandororos' box
Holds some treasure at the top
I dread however, all the rot below
I think often of this box
All the treasure near its top
Creativity, care and justice
Pandororos - all the gifts at the top
And I still dread, what hides just below that top
Blood and tears, bits of flesh
All the rot below the top