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BLUE AND PINK, PINK AND BLUE

Girls played hopscotch

While boys played ball

To some of us kids

It made no sense at all.

What if a girl had a

Powerhouse right arm

Would you want her staying

Back home on the farm?

 

Blue and pink

Pink and blue

Does all this insanity

Make any sense to you?

Hammers and nails

And puppy dog tails.

And all the nonsense

That nursery rhyme entails.

 

And what if a boy

Had balance and agility?

Would you look on him

As having a disability?

Girls had to take cooking

Boys had to take shop.

Why does this sexism

Never come to a stop?

 

Boys get a box of toys

Girls get some dolls.

Sometimes that makes

No real sense at all.

Girls take lessons on

How to dance and live.

Boys learn to ridicule

Not to take, but to give.

 

Blue and pink

Pink and blue

Does all this insanity

Make any sense to you?

Hammers and nails

And puppy dog tails.

And all the nonsense

That nursery rhyme entails.

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Written by
brent-kincaid
Published
Oct 20, 2016
Lines·Words
40·171
Tags
#poetry#society#boys#girls#men#women#femininity#sexism#brainwashing#masculinity
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