Men R such assholes
& I’m stuck in their craphole!
They bitch & they gripe
about shit they don’t even wipe!
They demand the right
to gorge from a starving light
They want & they need
what they can’t even receive
They blame & they curse
the goddess lodged in your purse
They stare over there
not seeing what’s right here
But give them the time
to sit & grind
spices on your stone
And they turn like a leaf
unshackled by a breeze
even as u try to please
an undeserving sleeze!
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