All you men (I will knock you down) by Deborah S Regan   you keep knocking me down so I left town and the other m.f.’s here took a page right out   all you men with your spare tires won’t leave me alone at the gym, I’m either too fat or too thin I don’t need you to tell me what’s going down   All you men looking at my resume, See my baby as a check in a ledger Against me   All you men choking me out When I can write my name in blood On your cold Formica   I will tear down your plastic walls And your tenement halls And your Wal-Mart wages   And desecrate your SUV’S And throw away your OTC’S And scratch your DVD’S And put the fish back in the sea.   I don’t have to love Dick Cheney I DON’T HAVE TO LOVE DICK CHENEY To be in God’s house.   And you are temporary Your town is temporary And I will knock you down     10/16/2004 Posted on 10/16/2004 Copyright © 2024 Deborah S Regan Member Comments on this Poem Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 10/16/04 at 08:20 PM Timely and powerful read in the wake of the Presential debates. I was hooked right from line one. Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2024 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)