The Women's March I went to see
It sounded shrill like Hillary
The slogans garnished every tit
A trail of garbage followed it

They screamed like children with Tourette's
while playing rough like suffragettes
Their leaders lesbian boarlike beasts
Spokeswomen or spokes-manatees?

The optics never bother them
They will be back like BlackLM
An advert for their President
It's men who solve things – women vent