Femmes of Screwed-up Mind
All gorgeous babes, “Made in U.S.”
But minds, oh my god, a mess
Pontificating, pointing fingers
The oozing hurt that screams and lingers
They’re on YouTube and TikTok
To share pain and talk, talk, talk
How no good men are out there
All men are evil, they declare
Who pays, for what, then when and why
Don’t fit the mold? F.U., goodbye
Love’s now transaction, what’s my cut?
Became so common, it’s a rut
Demanding dough at every turn
Big bucks he spends, or else he’ll burn
Capricious, dizzy, double-faced
Girls call for power, to be chased
Cannot accept what men are 'bout
Disliked one word and all’s in doubt
No patience finding kindred soul
So used to play the boss’s role
Surprise-surprise, men walk away
They seek soulmates, not being prey
Someone who’s kind, warm and sweet
With whom to make one’s life complete
The fruits the feminism bears
It’s also truth of life that bares
Be strong and pushy and demand
With dreams of home built on sand
The men are moths and women – flames
Don’t this work well with angry dames?
As age progresses, panic struck
Girls, mend your minds, else out of luck
Traditions worked for thousand years
Embrace them, cast away your fears
To have man’s back and fire going
Instead of nagging have love flowing
Men - simple creatures, fielding calls
For hearty meals and hollow balls
A ‘thank you, darling”, “you’re the best”
Shall stoke romance, preserving zest
Men don’t need much, but not the fight
Home’s place for cuddle and delight
Hey, babes, surrender, get embraced
And may your family be graced
Sept 25, 2025
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Ed Kay | Year Posted 2025
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