Male Pigs 
by Lady Luck


Male pigs are all around
Wherever we go there is one to be found
There's just no mistaking his grunting sound
He's the low life, the scum of the earth
Male pigs besmirch our name
There are no exceptions, all pigs are the same
Leering and sneering they think we're fair game
They are arseholes almost from birth
Male pigs go out at night
He drinks with his mates and takes great delight
In telling them all, when he gets home tonight
He'll take us upstairs for a ride
Male pigs are really thick
He thinks we're so desperate for his dick
But we'd all rather swallow arsenic
Than have him lying there by our side
Male pigs are all about
He talks to us with his tongue hanging out
Then he'll brush up behind us, leaving us in no doubt
That he just wants to get inside
Male pigs treat us like dirt
"Cook my dinner and iron my shirt
And let me thrust my hand up your skirt"
One day we will stem the tide
Male pigs think they're so smart
It's really clever to swear, belch and fart
And even cleverer to call us a tart
But we'll have the last word, you'll see
Male pigs infest our place
They have foul manners and are lacking in grace
But one day soon we're going to laugh in your face
And hail our glorious victory