Ladies and Gentlemen, Tim Ferguson presents wimans literature corner!
            
Thank you very much, sisters.I have here in my hand one of the greatest pieces of feminine literature of the 20th century. This is a poem written by Doctor Sarah Burns, Australia’s leading feminist writer. At the moment she is in Grenham Common, protesting about plastic furniture or something, I’m not sure. This poem is entitled  "Oh Lesbian, Oh Mother." It is a powerful incisive work from a woman with powerful incisors! I will read it for you tonight with pride because it’s written by women, for women, about women and tonight I read it to you as a woman. I am a woman. I am a woman, I am proud of being a woman, I am a woman trapped in the body of an incredibly good looking man. I must say I’m very pleased that so many women are finally getting on to the wimmins literature band wagon. Naomi Wolf, Andrea Dworkin, Emilio Estevez, Martin Sheen, the list does go on and on....



Oh Lesbian, Oh Mother
If I asked all the wimmin in the world what it was to be a lesbian,
They would be silent oh mother.
If I asked all the min... 
(Sorry, 'min' being the derivative of 'wimmin'. Right on sistas!)
If I asked all the min in the world what it was to be a lesbian,
They would speak their small dark and vicious minds for all eternity...
(Well we can see that she's a shit poet. Come on, politics override any faults in the writing. I will continue...)
Oh man, oh male, oh sapien, oh cock!
Virile vulvic pole-vaulter, creamy contorted control tower.
Penetrating the pink puffy clouds of all wimmin.
Oh man, oh male, oh sapien, oh cock!
Ramrod frothing spring roll,
Dipping, dunking, drooping into the soy sauce bowl of all sistas,
To create a sweet and sour pork.
Oh man, oh male, I won't be stopped Guardian readers.
Oh man, oh male, oh sapien, oh cock!
Siamese eyed invaders, cake decorators,
Squidging, squirting, splodging the cheap white carbohydrates
Upon the wimmins lemon meringue sponge.
No, actually, make that black forest.
Oh man, oh male, oh sapien, oh cock!
I reject thee, I reject thee, I reject thee thrice.
Oh man, oh male, oh sapien, oh cock!
Vectulant fist thrust cruelly within the Mother Earth glove puppet.
Front end loader - mining, scraping, hating, defacing,
Filling the unwilling velvet goldmines with splodges and wet wads of baby gravy.
Oh man, oh male...
(Look at them squirm sistas! Look at all the men squirm! Seeing a strong woman on stage, finally!)
Oh sapien, oh cock!
Loading laden ladles lavishing lumps of creamy hairy white sauce,
Over the woman's chicken Maryland hairyland.
Oh male, you wish to fuck this body.
You wish to fuck... it... now.
Well thou shalt not,
Thou shalt not not not not not, thou shalt not... (Thou maybe son...)
Thou shalt not ... thrice.
Oh man, oh male, oh sapien, oh cock!
Single headed dog pissing on the fallopian tree.
Oh man, oh male, oh sapien, oh cock!!!! 
(Her exclamation marks!)
Pink and purple Pajero family wagon riding around the vulvic cul-de-sac.
Oh man, oh male, oh sapien, oh cock!
You total sexist bastards - get out of our lives!

That's right, no more Mr Nice Girl!
Sistas are doing it to themselves!
 

 


              Lovingly transcribed at 3 AM from Bernard Kelly's dubbed cassette copy of this fabulous CD. 1993 Chaos Music. (Click on the picture to find it)

 
 
 
 
 
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