Tag Archives: Women

Segregation

Synagogue meeting full of tension, Matters for discussion and mention, And for this forum the women sat, In the male section with men at that, I was dressed in behavior best, Quiet on many feminist test, The women with men… … Continue reading

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Any Place

All dressed in white, So pure on sight, The women poured in, To repent all sin, Before business start, Was seating plan art, And disputes of where, Should be each ones chair, Near this far from that, Where she should … Continue reading

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Sort Of Eavesdropping

Generic ’merican gal in hat, Serenaded in the sun, she sat, The only voice in bikini clan, Each perching on a lounger divan, She did not lie sunbathing lazy, No, she was proper angry crazy, Shouting, pointing at, ranting about, … Continue reading

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What Men Wear

Stomachs cunningly strapped in tight, By armory hidden out of sight, Women all dressed up in finery, Mood enhanced by cups of winery, Perfumed feet wrapped in candy heels, A prayer against blisters, wheals, Faces redrawn like works of art, … Continue reading

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A World Of Labels

So many pieces, big and small, No easy labels for them all, Label talk so short and clear, Black or white is what we hear, Labelling our social duty, She is ugly, she’s a beauty, Labels are given such respect, … Continue reading

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A Message To Evil

She took up very little space, Her petite frame and lovely face, She was quiet, but oozed strength, Spoke intelligently, at length, She smiled shyly through blonde hair, Carried herself with unique flair, She, a girl of eighteen years old, … Continue reading

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Skin Colour

Hot summer’s day, beach is full, Having fun, seems general rule, People sunbathing, lying oiled, From pink to red bodies boiled, Trying to get the perfect suntan, As dark a brown as they can, The accessory to summer fashion, Rays … Continue reading

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