Cynicism

Now gather ye round,
All you men, young and old,
For mine is a tale,
You’ll seldom be told.

Oh darling, I love you.
Please promise you’re true,
And I will spend all my life,
Loving no-one but you.

You have been told women,
With their puppy dog eyes,
Want treating like royals,
But it’s all fucking lies.

I’m a lady, who needs love,
Needs intellect and wit.
I cannot give my virtue,
To a boy who’s a shit.

They want you to make love
As much as a hole in the brain.
They would rather you fuck them..
Hard, again and again.

No, don’t put it there!
Go lower, that’s right!
Oh darling, I’m sure
That you could go on all night .

They want no fancy meals,
Or hearts pure and true.
That’s their line of bullshit,
That they have sold you.

Oh, my friends will be jealous,
They all need a man,
And I have the kindest one
That any girl can.

They prefer it done roughly
Against a wall or outside.
You never heard of James Dean
Taking a bride.

Oh darling, let’s marry.
It won’t change a thing.
We will just be more strong,
If I’m wearing your ring.

But if you are “nice”
They get bored, rather fast.
Don’t expect “True Love”
Ever could last!

I cannot wait now.
The date has been penned.
Soon we will be joined,
Being single will end.

They will treat you like muck
As they lie without qualm.
And make you believe
That they are all soft and warm.

Your friend John’s a fiend,
Though I admit, quite inviting
And the way he treats women,
I find strangely exciting.

Stand up to their shit
And use them like me.
Or you will be broken and hurt
For eternity.

Can you stay in tonight 
And look after our child?
I won’t be back late,
The girls aren’t that wild.

They’ll trap you, lie to you,
Then break you, once done.
And that’s when you realise,
All your friends now have gone.

He’s got another one pregnant,
Has he not grown up yet?
But the thought of his cock
Has made me all wet.

Never use the “L” word
It’s the straight road to hell
Nor “sorry”, nor “please”,
Nor “marriage” as well.

Oh darling! Lower dammit!
You come, fart then sleep!
And only this dildo
Is reaching in deep.

It sounds shit, but listen,
I’ve stood in your shoes,
And all of the nice guys,
Are destined to lose.

I just need some space.
I’m going away To gather my thoughts.
I’ll be back in a day!

They will think they can change you,
That’s your weapon, your arms.
They all think that you,
Will succumb to their charms.

Oh John’s in my head.
I feel like a dog that’s in heat.
I wonder what he’s like,
When he’s beneath the sheets.

Now some of you are thinking,
I’m a misogynist prick.
But I have been through it all,
And it made me feel sick.

I just wonder how
His tongue feels when licking
My soft pearly clit
As his fingers are flicking.

No matter what they all say,
And it’s always the same.
Nice guys don’t win.
It’s the truth in this game.

I need the excitement.
Being married’s a bore.
And look at the fun
That I once had before.

I tried the nice route,
I was shit on, from high.
My words are to stop you
From being like I.

How I yearn for a bad boy.
My life is boring and twee.
I’m leaving, I’m sorry!
It’s not you, but me!

So live by my words,
And treat them indecently
Or you’ll end up heartbroken
While they are all fucking me.