Call me a 'misogynist'
For learning your tricks,
Your 'feminism'
Doesn't stick.
I'm sure women
Feel empowered
With you sleeping around
At the twilight hours,
With 'chauvinist pigs'
In your blankets.
'Mistreated' and 'stereotyped',
What you scream
When deemed unripe.
You blame them for
Not taking of refuse
And call them
'Trash'.
All your words should amount
To ash,
But somehow womanhood
Always makes you right,
Even when,
From end to end,
You
Were the only one fooling in the night.
Oct 27, 2010
Oct 27, 2010 at 12:14 PM UTC
Call me a 'misogynist'
For learning your tricks,
Your 'feminism'
Doesn't stick.
I'm sure women
Feel empowered
With you sleeping around
At the twilight hours,
With 'chauvinist pigs'
In your blankets.
'Mistreated' and 'stereotyped',
What you scream
When deemed unripe.
You blame them for
Not taking of refuse
And call them
'Trash'.
All your words should amount
To ash,
But somehow womanhood
Always makes you right,
Even when,
From end to end,
You
Were the only one fooling in the night.