Collection Of Poems

The Lords Of Creation

Ye lords of creation, men you are called,

You think you rule the whole.

You are much mistaken, after all,

For you are under woman's control.

For ever since the world began

It's always been that way -

Now did not Adam, the very first man,

The very first woman obey, obey, obey,

The very first woman obey?

Ye lords who are present, hear my call.

I know you will quickly say:

Our size much larger, our nerves more strong,

Shall the stronger the weaker obey?

Now think not, though these words we hear,

We'll mind one word you say;

For as long as a woman's possessed of a tear,

Your power will vanish away, away, away,

Your power will vanish away.

But should there be so strange a wight

As night to be moved by a tear,

Do not be astonished at the sight,

We still have no cause for fear;

Let us leave themselves to muse

Upon their fancied sway -

For as long as a woman's possessed of a smile,

She will certainly have her own way, way, way,

She will certainly have her own way.

Now, ladies, since I've made it plain

That the thing is really so,

We'll not let them have their way,

But we'll show them the way to go.

For ever since the world began

It's always been the way,

And we'll manage it so that the very last man

Shall the very last woman obey, obey, obey,

Shall the very last woman obey.