A woman in the White House
A most intriguing thought
To think they’d think of giving up
This most prestigious spot
To be ruled their vision of weakness
And go willingly? I think not
The checkbook is readily rendered
The health of the children entrusted
Disputes and sibling rivalries
Are left to our weakness to fuss with
We’re running the castle, maintaining the calm
Dealing with boo-boos and scraped knees and arms
Consoling and coddling to abate tears and fears
These are the rules to which woman adheres.
The deficit growing is out of our realm?
Healthcare in disaster with WHOM, at the helm?
With Rivalries raging our rise has begun
Might our weakness repair what their strength has undone?