The Old Boys Club

by lonelynow   Nov 2, 2014


Glassy-eyed high ballers
Gaping grinning broad shoulders
Tie-branded chest boldened
These are the men
That sit at the table

Neat tucked smiles plenty
Heads full hearts enemy
F---ed one f---ed many
These are the women
That sit at the table

Battle ready, war's a game
Eyes glinting focus the same
Can give, take, create pain
These are the men
That sit at the table

Battlements high defensive need
Theirs not war, but a creed
Don't take aim, take heed
These are the women
That sit at the table

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