Linda, Lori, Cathy, Carol

Bibles with dusted musty leather
Stacked woefully unweathered beneath Time Warner
Pigshit and planners pregnant with impending
Affairs you conceal from "friends" and their
Quick heels who'd spread the double helix
Grapevine through holes of itching
Ears love-bit by younger men
Sweetly unbent by the same stale
Years you've been pent behind fences bracing against
White picket signs of uprising heroines setting afire
Generations growing into greatness immersed unkempt
In liberations like you've never sensed forthright
Freedom you insulated little icy wifey ignoring the
Innocent in causes you've strained to stifle pushing
Pretty role play and petty proper
Posturing oh so very well-to-do and
Hostile to any and all new
Chainlinked freaks bursting from
Bondage ideals that you know will damn but
Bewitch you even if only covertly though
Overtly appearing enraged whilst burning you hunt
Freebleeding hearts on internet crusades those fucking
Nagging neo-fem charlatans campaigning for days
Devoid of domestic-chique decorous divas interjecting
Prissy parochial apologia of neglected magnanimity
Culpable for fingertip rule repression and
Cushy churchy choices residing deeply
Entrenched in cookie-cutter
Establishments shushing daughter voices
Reminding you crudely of the lady
Balls you never grew so crassly
Shrew and their mounting chanting keeps
The likes of you surrendering sleep conceding
To the truths you'd skirt but always knew