Here's a tip of my hat to the Weaker Sex,
without whom I'd be in a bleaker mess
than I'm already in. My experience has been

decidedly favored and thoroughly blessed
by the charms of my lover, and every success
is rightfully hers! In fact, it occurs

that I'm really ruled by this Goddess In Pigtails,
who'd love me even if something real big fails!
She'd console me. And the right to control me

was passed by my mother to her at the altar,
and I became my wife's chore to be altered.
(This is why I'm vexed! For I am the Weaker Sex!)