Here come the men who love their pride,
With “culture” on speed dial, their mothers beside them.
They want a wife who’ll light the lamp,
While they scroll through pages of virtual vamp.
They call themselves leaders, oh so wise,
But sex ed is a topic they just despise.
If you ask them about anatomy's flow,
They’ll stammer, then boast about paychecks to show.
Progressive now, they’ll have you believe,
Because daughters study, and daughters leave
The home to work—but don’t go too far,
Or they’ll pull you right back by some invisible bar.
They crave the respect, the honour, the fame,
Yet when faced with real talk, they’re quick to shame.
These "modern men" with their ancient views—
One foot in the past, and the other confused.
Oh, fools of entitlement, kings of the mud,
With egos so fragile, they’re bound to flood
At the slightest nudge of applied insight—
They’ll laugh, then pull you out of their sight.
So here’s to these men, these leaders so grand,
With “values” in one, and hypocrisy in hand.
Keep your titles, your pride, your precious show—
The world’s moving on, just thought you should know.
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