Let the lady disguised
Behind the doors of mind
Emerge and never mind
Men have realized.
Tell the lady torn
Between the two presents,
Father Christmas lorn
Brought his best presents:
A New Sun and a deal
Of reverence and quality
Thus, you will deal
With men with equality.
Trust so thrice a lady
As for men it is so,
And once more, we must know,
For being simply a lady.
Nov 9, 2012
Nov 9, 2012 at 6:25 PM UTC
Let the lady disguised
Behind the doors of mind
Emerge and never mind
Men have realized.
Tell the lady torn
Between the two presents,
Father Christmas lorn
Brought his best presents:
A New Sun and a deal
Of reverence and quality
Thus, you will deal
With men with equality.
Trust so thrice a lady
As for men it is so,
And once more, we must know,
For being simply a lady.
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