Chivalrys dead!
Or so it is said
On this, I ponder quite long
It’s really no chore
Kindly holding your door
Yet you glare, like something is wrong
It’s fine! Some will sneer
I’ll get it! They’ll jeer
Independent, a woman am I
Your help? I’ve no need
These mouths, he shall feed
Career driven, focused, my guy
Well fine I shall say
As I walk far away
I just thought I would lend you a hand
And one day, when he cheats
Hope he’s good in the sheets
Cause you won’t get much else from him, ma’am