Action Girl, Part II
...When the day came folks fathered in the gym,
twas an ‘empowering day,’ they all said,
When the bell rang Jana flurried with kicks,
she was invigorated, seeing red.
But every kick seemed to just bounce off Rick,
he barely flinched when hit hard in the face,
hadn’t thrown a punch, just stood there waiting
as Jana went about the martial race.
As the first round went, her confidence grew,
and she began to come inside more and more,
then a body-blow caved in her stomach
and Jana collapsed, gasping, to the floor.
There was no point in counting down from ten,
it would be minutes before she got up,
the crowd went silent, Rick just sighed at them,
as the poor girl wheezed hard, then threw up.
Said Rick,”I hope today you have come to see
why there has long been an understanding
for thousands of years, that man and woman
really should not be physically fighting!”
And then he walked off to a throng of “boo”
from those who so wished she had beat the man,
ideology said they must be the same,
but reality just don’t give a damn.
Copyright © David Welch | Year Posted 2019
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