7/26/2009, 1:31 am
Wimmyn, don't let your ova evolve to be laddies
by Comradette Steinem
Wimmyn don't let your ova devolve to be laddies
Don't let 'em pick guns up and own Tonka trucks
Make 'em be eunuchs, abortions, and such
Wymmyn don't let your ova devolve to be laddies
They'll leer at our kind and they're always dead wrong
Abort them; sisters, be strong
Laddies ain't easy to rule and they're harder to break
And they'd rather give you their root than submit or quake
Butt cracks, belt buckles, and old-style chivalry
Each night wounds a lady
And if an accident happens and he don't die young
He'll probably ruin your day
Whimmin don't let your ova devolve to be laddies
Don't let 'em get hormones and read girly mags
Make 'em be pansies and ninnies and nags (this is a PC song, comradettes)
Whymmyn don't let your ova devolve to be laddies
They'll always do crime and they're eager to kill
Even whether for good or ill
Laddies like smoking in foul rooms and deer kills and cleanings
Warming Earth's climate, kiddie porn, and date rape at night
And we that don't end him will serve him
And them that don't just might come to want to take him
He is wrong: he must pay for it
And his pride will let him do things to make you think he's right
Girlfriends don't let your ova devolve to be laddies
Don't let 'em invent stuff and enjoy equal rights
Make 'em feel insults and terror and slights
Ladies don't let your ova devolve to be laddies
They'll never turn X and they'll always ask why
It's due to chromosome Y
Wimmyn don't let your ova devolve to be laddies
Don't let 'em in college or read vile DWEM books
Make 'em be servants and cell-stock and such
by Comradette Steinem
Wimmyn don't let your ova devolve to be laddies
Don't let 'em pick guns up and own Tonka trucks
Make 'em be eunuchs, abortions, and such
Wymmyn don't let your ova devolve to be laddies
They'll leer at our kind and they're always dead wrong
Abort them; sisters, be strong
Laddies ain't easy to rule and they're harder to break
And they'd rather give you their root than submit or quake
Butt cracks, belt buckles, and old-style chivalry
Each night wounds a lady
And if an accident happens and he don't die young
He'll probably ruin your day
Whimmin don't let your ova devolve to be laddies
Don't let 'em get hormones and read girly mags
Make 'em be pansies and ninnies and nags (this is a PC song, comradettes)
Whymmyn don't let your ova devolve to be laddies
They'll always do crime and they're eager to kill
Even whether for good or ill
Laddies like smoking in foul rooms and deer kills and cleanings
Warming Earth's climate, kiddie porn, and date rape at night
And we that don't end him will serve him
And them that don't just might come to want to take him
He is wrong: he must pay for it
And his pride will let him do things to make you think he's right
Girlfriends don't let your ova devolve to be laddies
Don't let 'em invent stuff and enjoy equal rights
Make 'em feel insults and terror and slights
Ladies don't let your ova devolve to be laddies
They'll never turn X and they'll always ask why
It's due to chromosome Y
Wimmyn don't let your ova devolve to be laddies
Don't let 'em in college or read vile DWEM books
Make 'em be servants and cell-stock and such