Boy, oh boy
Will boys be boys
And oh boy, that’s gross to say,
I at least get that,
I mean I try to but here’s to trying
Kind of like trying to speak for women
Or anyone that isn’t you,
you should just not do that…
There’s a difference in defense for the good of all
And then, there’s what we were talking about 50 ******* years ago
Oh, excuse me 30 ******* years ago,
Last ******* year…
2 ******* days ago…
OK RIGHT THE **** NOW…
But I really want to go back to 69
Oh, The Summer of love…
Or the summer of forcing a woman to go to court over the ability to receive an abortion only to be decided by a group of old men if she has any rights over her body to receive a safe medical procedure, all while the media doing no one any favors guiding a blind division nationally between people and God fearing busy bodies, calling her names and questioning her character as a responsible person, in a not very god-fearing tone, all while forcing Ms. McCorvey again, to get burned more for prolonging an unwanted pregnancy due to waiting on a decision that is determined in court by that aforementioned group of men, which is like the sportsman’s equivalent of just killing the clock to win a game but it isn’t a ******* game it’s a woman’s body, which clearly they didn’t care anything about just as long as they get that **** baby in the next 6 months or so, but as stated above it is indeed unwanted, so really who is going to take care of the ******* baby because we know how much people just love adopting ******* children?
Let’s ask 25 republicans!
But some people talk of 69 differently,
Some remember the Beatles.
Some recall Charles Manson.
Kind of like today
Some say we are putting god back in our government
And The rest of us in 1972 to 2019 are wondering who the **** invited god?
I never knew God and every white person’s, “one uncle” has the same opinion.
Amazing!
But Uncle Alabama shouldn’t speak for God.
Wait until he finds out she’s a woman.
That’d be a kick to the unregulated nuts we can just spew anywhere, like a natural ******* disaster.
That’s what the name of this ******* poem should be,
but it’s not.
Sincere, *******.
That’s what I call this one,
That’s what I call the last 2 and half years too.
And this poem.
And telling women what to do with their bodies.
Some people would think differently.
But I don’t think some people think.
roe vs. wade, alabama wants to go to court
