RIP Feminist

Underneath this tombstone here lies,
Our dear lady, 
Whose brain was too small for her size.
Who’s every word slithered through her teeth,
Tasteless tone of defense, 
She bit while she preached. 
Who pointed the finger and instantly damned, 
Every other creature, 
Who happened to be a man, 
Who’s ego so seeped from every pore, 
That she called him sexist, 
For holding open a door,
And “what a misogynist!”  she claimed,
When he offered his seat
On a two hour train. 
And so she pulled a reverse Rosa Parks, 
Because being polite is where 
Male tyranny starts! 
The doggy circles of independent sluts, 
Put all XY’s in the pound, 
As they were mismatched muts. 
And in the name of equality,
She banished bras 
And with it, Modesty! 
An innocent plight of history, 
Is now an excuse 
For gender privilege pursuits, 
And blatant marginality. 
So she died without a friend or asset, 
And made sure no man helped 
Close the casket.