Cuckolded husbands are afraid,
To form a civil rights group,
To protect their sanity,
From oppressing feminists,
Who chase them with brooms,
And modern fists of muscle,
Made in fitness centers,
Where women become more manly,
By every passing day,
And men, No more men,
Run to beauty parlours,
For manicures and pedicures,
To trim shaped eyebrows,
And we watch unaware,
As a third sex of Neutralism,
Has been formed,
Females are no longer feminine,
Males are no longer masculine,
Everything is intertwined,
The Pants liberation has brought,
Much more than expected,
And women miss the good old days,
Of shared responsinility,
Governing the household and family,
When men went out for bread,
A struggle it was for both,
There is cream pie on the table now,
Lavish furniture and haute couture,
Everyone runs after their own bread,
Fashion is copied to the limits,
Selfish Individuality is the theme
And no more family left,
Everyone is unhappy and depressed,
Children are scarce to find,
And they are unstable and unknowing,
Unable to idealise,
With no figures of example,
And cartoons rule,
The next generation,
A comfort is the TV,
A solace,
A friend and family,
To many.