Shifting the Power In Venus

Proudly the white tummies purposefully sauntered forth
Orange arrow beaks decidedly pointed 
Stubby feet not nearly strong enough to hold them up

Yellow mirrored eyeballs, reflecting the sun
In sheer giddiness, frightening the menfolk.
I stopped the wagon train and gave them a stern talking to.

Yes, I am the wagon master, thank you much.
And this is the Wild Venus, not the Wild West.
It is a new world, of course.

Unfortunately when I stopped them, they fell over
Onto each other’s laps, making the menfolk laugh and laugh
Making me sorry we had given them their lobotomies before we reached destination

It was the only way we knew to control their testosterone, 
Of course, it was my idea, one of my worst I later discovered.
We resumed our journey after they all regained a semblance of composure

Our pet menfolk and our pet yellow-bellies.
I smiled, knowing I might have been right all along.
Women would rule the Venus colony

TVs would be banned, and no animals would be harmed
In cages or hunted or trapped or any of that nonsense.
Some other women came to my wagon that night 

We formed a sing along bonfire, and we laughed and talked well until morning.
Knowing our menfolk would be more than willing to get up with the
One point two children we had allowed ourselves and our
Yellow penguin brigade.

Congratulating ourselves on our new status
Rulers of Venus, Committee of Sixteen, 
Power of the Woman
In Charge Forever

Until we realized sixteen women cannot agree on anything.
Without at least one or two opinions from the yellow penguins.
That is when it all changed.  And they slyly took over, 
Feeding us the feminine-out-sauce that took away our will and our minds.

Well done white tummies. Well done!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Corvinus Avatar
February 8, 2019 at 12:02 PM
As compelling a work as Animal Farm and Lord of the Flies. I shall mark as a fav!
Krutsinger Avatar
February 8, 2019 at 3:44 PM
Thank you Mateus. I am so flabbergasted and honored!
Kiser Avatar
February 7, 2019 at 2:27 PM
Uniquely amazing; yellow penguins...white bellies; I love the imagery here.
Krutsinger Avatar
February 7, 2019 at 3:53 PM
I shall paint them sometime this weekend when I am doing nothing else.
Faulkner Avatar
February 7, 2019 at 2:01 PM
Love Wild Venus, also 'sixteen women cannot agree on anything' - I have experienced that, though with a little less than sixteen!
Krutsinger Avatar
February 7, 2019 at 3:53 PM
I could have said three women, and would have had the same result.
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