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I refuse…
To play the coquettish slave,
Her fawnings, her painted eye
Relieving men their slight discomfort.
But what else is there?
I refuse…
To play the neglected wife, the woeful mother,
Her child doting, her excessive attentions,
Wishing her husband would give her.
But what else is there?
I refuse…
To play these roles,
Neither slut nor mother nor wife
Fully tell the woman story.
But what else is there?