A-WOMAN-MAROONED
Swept the deck,
with a polished shine
the good ship Memory
in port of mind,
with sails of gold,
yes gold the sails,
and her heart now
as huge as a whale
that's about to burst -
as if harpooned -
with tears of pain;
far from he. Marooned.
UNREAL-MIDDLE-CLASS-KIND-
OF-LASS-SAYS-A-VERY-OLD-BOY?
"She'd have been a suffragette,
but today she is a feminist.
She just doesn't like the ladettes.
No 'girl' or 'lady' is this Miss.
One's condescending, one's restricting.
A new bra could give her an uplifting !"
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