Tirade

If it were that easy, if it’s all describable

Then you won’t hear me moan or complain but… I can’t help it!

Words don’t do justice; phrases are a mockery

But they all use it… them humanoids want it all represented

Guess it is ok when they are on about their own creation

But how dare anyone try to figure us out?

Don’t freaking call us dames

I’m no ‘f’ing lass either!

Thanks to you it almost doesn’t hurt anymore to be called a b***h

But don’t you think the ‘slut’ thing is taking it too far?

And the cheek of it all just dawned recently

Fancy being called a doll??

‘Angel’ sounds good but we both know I’m none

I can’t help but hear a wish when you say things like ‘sweetheart’

That’s the problem; you are ‘trying’ to be nice

Don’t be a coward, call us who we really are

And if that fails there’s only one thing to remember…

…good thing we all got names

- No April’s Fool © 2006