Feminists Poems - Poems about Feminists

The Capitalist It was dark out winds from the north branches swaying over granite graves The night seemed ominous Poem will resume after this ad Have been thinking about a funeral plot? Who hasn't? We have some of the best plots available even if you are not a writer, for only 99$ a month you can be buried with the peace...

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Well, I'm neither for the Wo(MB)men, Nor for folks whose pants hold somethings. But tis the truth,what're you women making yourselves?: Putting men out of context. 18:03:17:20:29...

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Clinton on steroids—Fiornina She shreds truth like a hyena Let's make the world right No—she’d much rather fight As the killer in the arena Can Hillary have the right stuff? She couches words not a tight **** If her clothes be stripped See the mummy from the crypt Quite rough to see her in the buff For billionaires—Super PACS pander Their “MO” is...

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Don't ask me how it happened; I have no clear recollection. I have always had this brazen habit of coming right out and directly asking for whatever I want; I always figured "no!" was the only worst possible outcome, aside from a good cussing, perhaps. Either or both I can handle. My best friend, who had...

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I’LL ORDER THE BEE’S KNEES IF YOU PLEASE “oh man, really, wake up please” There are women who will drive you to your knees You can see it in their eyes they think they can control the sun S**t, If I summon a lady to do something, believe this baby, it gets done Weakness to me is a...

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