It's not becoming
to be so downcast,
I know.
I expect the readiness
to joke
is to be cherished;
to be amusing,
entertaining
has to be my goal,
such seems the expectation.
Just like the ladies from ago
had to squeeze into a corset,
or deform their feet to be attractive,
now it's my turn.
Be a man,
let the ground quake under your feet,
let elephants flee
in fear of their lives
before your testicular fortitude.
Be a man, hide yourself.
Gender stereotypes?
Where?
Toe the line, boy...
or be reviled.
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