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May 2016
Mr Misogyny had arranged himself a perfect date.
With a Miss Anna Feminist.
All was going very well until they both got p**sed.
They chucked opinions around the bar.
You'd think maybe a little banter.
Started minor disagreements.
Led to all out war.
He pronounced loudly.
In a voice for all to hear.
That women were just for kissing and washing dishes.
She said she'd heard it all before.
Found it rather boring.
Uneducated attitude.

Somehow they left together,
Went back to his place.
Poor fella lost face.
Dragged him to the kitchen sink.
Asked him to make her coffee.
Much to his disgust,
He had to wash a ***** cup.

From her hand bag.
Quick as a flash
Hand cuffs revealed.
Chained him to the kitchen sink.
So now he knows, just how it feels.
Maybe now he'll think.
Change his attitude.

Anna found him rather rude.
She sat at his dining table,
Thumbing through her Germaine Greer.
Her friends arrived.
All the neighbours can hear them cheer.
Oh dear.
(c)LIVVI
Sorry I couldn't resist it....inspired by a
guy at last night's candle club singing a song of misogyny.
His song was brilliant and very funny...this just me being wicked...lol x
Olivia Kent
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Olivia Kent  Southampton, Hampshire.
(Southampton, Hampshire.)   
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