Man Ifesto

To hear the lamentations of our women
(here "our" is not possessive in the least,
and honestly, possession of a demon
is probably a fate you should resist)
but nonetheless, to hear them, you must fathom
that vive le difference as it's described,
which separated Mother Eve from Adam,
the presence thereof thoroughly proscribed,
historically, from female only venues,
but now a fairly regular event --
(do you remember lady version menus,
designed as such to hinder and prevent
the lady from discovering the cost?
That paradise, like all the others, lost.)