Ode to Lady LimerenceA Poem by Camille CorbettA sexist satireLady Limerence, come to me, in my hour of need, I require a lass, not just any lass, but one of a noble breed. May she be skinny, fat, ugly, or the most attractive of them all, All I am searching for is a woman who knows her duty and keeps her apron on, Sandwich, bed, and love making shall be her main three chores, And she will never, ever, burn my dinner, for fear of being thrown against the floor, Cleaning she will do till her fingers turn numb, But never shall she complain for she will be far too dumb. Every word I say will be to her a divine creed, and every night I don't beat her shall be considered a greatly generous deed. Oh Lady don't consider me too kind, When I allow her to leave the house, granted she is back with my beer before 4:45, For who else will buy the groceries and the cleaning supplies, and she will need to go the gym, so I shan't be banging a swine. Therefore, most honourable Lady send her with speed, by the way that's a order, woman, so I'd advise you to take heed.
© 2010 Camille CorbettAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorCamille CorbettMarietta, GAAboutI'm a 21 year old Fulbright ETA writing to kill the time and find my sanity. I have been gone for a while. But I have returned, so watch out for some new stories. more..Writing
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