Dear Sir,

Author's Note: This poem was originally written for a feminist poetry reading.

Sir, I hate to disappoint you.
But I'm just not one size fitting nice.
I'm not yours, your woman, your toy.
And despite your kind offer
I have no intention to be.
So please, crawl back to your dark corner
Comfort your lonely drink
And play the Major Male,
Winner Supreme, Zeus Incarnate,
Forever.