FEMINIST CHEESE

 

Feminists once burned their bras

Which understandably caused a stir

But today we have a feminist cheese

And it’s been named Germaine Gruyere

I WANTED TO WRITE A BOOK ABOUT FEMINISM

 

I wanted to write a book about feminism

About women achieving their destiny

A ground-breaking piece of literature

Unfortunately, my boyfriend wouldn't let me

I AM THE WOMAN

 

When a door opens

And a siren enters the room

And every head turns

I am that woman

 

When the siren slinks

And you can hear a pin drop

As the mouths fall open

I am that woman

 

When the wives tut

And girlfriend’s whisper

And men’s eyes undress

I am that woman

 

When a mouth is just another orifice

And conversing eye to eye

Is really eye to breast

I am that woman

 

I am the woman

Oozing sexual desire

I am the woman

Men and women picture naked

I am the woman

They all want to possess

 

When you are valued

For what’s between your legs

Than between your ears

I am that woman

 

When you are called a whore

And treated like a slut

Viewed like a piece of meat

I am that woman

 

They call me tart

They call me siren,

They call me temptress

They call me vamp

 

I want to be called sweetheart

I want to be called darling

I want to be called mum

 

I am the woman

Considered to be desirable

I am the woman

That oozes sexuality

I am the woman

Who can have any man she chooses

I am the woman

Who wants to be chosen

By a man who can see me!

FEMINIST CHEESE

 

Feminists once burned their bras

Which understandably caused a stir

But today we have a feminist cheese

And it’s been named Germaine Gruyere