BURDENS-OF-MEN-AND-EVEN-WISE-WIZARDS
Not a parrot on his shoulder
that was swearing like a soldier,
nor a rook from the rookery
but a jackdaw from the quarry.
Unrolled yellow-brown scrolls
the foe of the hillside trolls.
A hermit and a wizard he,
the bird his only company,
poured over his magic-books,
with his wise if wizened looks.
"Time is a lie, life tells no truth,
return to me the spirit of youth,"
chanted the wizard again and again.
No sign of age was to remain.
His just-wars he could continue.
It is life's battles make old the new.
SHE-SURE-WAS-A-TINY-CARPET'S-
CARTOON-TYPE-PERSON
She'd curl-up on the fireside-mat,
there she'd purr just like a pussycat
when she wasn't acting like a spoilt-brat.
Tempting to join her, but there was the fact
the girl would always play the rugrat !
ARE-THEY-LIKE-OUR-LADYBOYS-
I-WAS-ASKED
"How lady be like man?"
asked my Thai-lady-lover,
when I spoke of feminism,
"she not be other !"
Very hard to explain
equality with men;
and some girls, I find,
want guys to act like women !
IT-IS-THE-HECTORING-
D-CUP-DOWNER-HYPOCRITES
Burn their bras for liberty?
Turn around, condemn Page 3?
Feminists don't want to swing freely,
but strap-down men with a Cup D !
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