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11 minutes in space
let them eat cake
Every bit of your makeup
Is anti-gravity
Obviously you chose not to see
The weight of it
What a grave mistake
Claiming to advance women this way
No, babe
It’s just another way
For him pay to play
In a womb
Girl, couldn’t you read the room
Everybody down here’s
Working this pyramid scheme with open wounds
Building wannabe pharaohs’ tombs
People starving
While they’re carving these terrible names into stone
But you want us to leave it alone
Ok, Anyway
Back to the rat race
Everybody I know is working a breakneck pace
Just to keep a place
At the table
Of Spinning plates
I see you on the TV
You’re weightless
Holding a cute little daisy
Maybe you can lay it on grave of a rolling suffragette
When your feet get
Back on the ground
Because everybody’s down here
Working this pyramid scheme with open wounds
Building wannabe pharaohs’ tombs
People starving
While they’re carving these terrible men’s names into stone
But you want us to leave it alone
See, I think of you felt
Super connected to love
You could have been thinking of
Giving some money
To planned parenthood
or PBS
Or a neighborhood
Or sent a girl to uni
Fed the hungry
So many better things
But what do I know
What do I know
You’ve got the wisdom of a sage
After 11 minutes in space