She often passes time
sitting upon her porcelain throne
analyzing the pressures of the day.

With much deliberation
she contemplates binding problems
as they slowly drop free, like clay.

Because of her adaptation
she sits as stately as any queen
knowing that hard times makes one pray.

But sitting there she wonders ~
How can she eradicate these troubles
with an empty scroll not far away?

Having no parchment to aid her
she'll sit from dawn 'til dusk
commanding that her problems flush astray.

She's secure in her contentment
and has no resentment
Because ~ it's her ~~~
Women's Liberation Movement Day.

~ :-)