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Eh Lad…!Ok, so it's only a joke! Isn't it? Laughinnnnnnnng!!! Eh lad! Who yer lookin' at? 'Ave I gorra wart on the end of me nose! Or is it cos me skirts too short? Is it the polish on me toes? Eh lad! Who yer starin' at? Is me make-up smudged? Or is it cos me skirts too tight? I can see you wink and nudge! Eh lad! Who yer whistlin' at? Who the hell d'yer think yer are? Smirkin' cos yer think yer cool! Well believe me, you're no star! You fellas like intimidatin'... Us women as we walk by, Shoutin' out to make us blush, And givin' us the eye! Eh lad! Whhats yer game! Have yer gorra ploy? Well you just watch it mate, D'yer know we're not a toy? Listen to me, ell gobbo! Don't dare treat us this way! Don't degrade us women folk! Especially in this age and day! Page three in the paper! I hate the way its done, Showin' all their birthday suit, I dont think thats fun! Fella's droolin' at them! They strip them with their eyes, Well lets be honest, ladies please, Does it come as any surprise? FOOLISH, FOOLISH men! They think they have it made, Oh so suave, and oh so cool, But all they do is degrade! Well we wont take this insult, We've come to far for that, We'll keep on fightin', till we're understood, We wont be any mans doormat! Yeah, like, whatever!!! Now smile, life is all good!! Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem |
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