Bitch

"Bitch" is not a word I’d use, applied to the "fair gender" –

it’s origin a female dog, the meaning took a bender.

For me it’s never general, nor addressing "wench" nor "slut" –

such misogyn’ designation I abhor, it’s inacceptable, but

for merely gender-anatomic-females’ cold, dark manipulating venom,

outdoing male counterparts in walking over bodies – just longer nails, and bosom,

indeed, yes – more deeply cynical, sociopathic in their deception.

For when such land in politics, their slogan "Vote me, I’m a woman!" –

competing psychopaths as spineless, shallow, ambitious as any swinging dick –

my stomach turns a cold gray nausea, arouses the vehement wrath in me,

when "feminism" turns castrating at fever pitch –

excuuuse me when I Merkel, Uschi, Künast, Honecker or Clinton see,

(a tidy list, be spared), I can but name them with one word, that one word being BITCH.