Waters break, wombs awake, Wisdom gushes
To the feet of women sipping wine from glasses made of wind and more.
Agitate, regurgitate, ally, rally, presenilely profligate
Find common cause, complicate, gravitate, and in the hoopla, asphyxiate upon its hidden bones.
Shrill ideas, stinging tones, shrines and shrouds and shoot the moon,
Sybils shove, and show-and-tell, and sieve the sounds of sanity through sideshows filled with shells.
Who goes there, friend or foe, or feeble fence-sitting feminist folk?
Falter now and forsake the free, the freedom of infidelity, else stay and feed the frenzy with torn confetti from your mind.
Kapellmeister, orchestrate the kindnesses of king and state,
Kneeling to a kinder cause, a Keepership of karhais, knead knowledge to feed the masses with.
Harness your out-of-the-box hormones, you harlot to hysteria,
What hindrance to all harmony, what heaven-ordained ignominy, hold on to the history in your hands.
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