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All you men (I will knock you down)

by Deborah S Regan

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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

wont leave me alone at the gym,

Im either too fat or too thin

I dont need you to tell me whats 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 SUVS

And throw away your OTCS

And scratch your DVDS

And put the fish back in the sea.

 

I dont have to love Dick Cheney

I DONT HAVE TO LOVE DICK CHENEY

To be in Gods house.

 

And you are temporary

Your town is temporary

And I will knock you down

 

 

10/16/2004

Posted on 10/16/2004
Copyright © 2026 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.

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