The men compete for ladies' hearts

The men compete for ladies' hearts, the chasing's done by men,
for alpha men are hunters, to the victors go the spoils.
The ladies aren't used to having men rejecting them.

It's rare when women turn around, to chase and hunt down men.
It's rare, an oddity, for "fairer sex" to take this toil.
The men compete for ladies' hearts, the chasing's done by men.

And when, upon this rarity, she hunts, approaches him,
and, as again a rarity, the man rejects, she's foiled,
the ladies aren't used to having men rejecting them.

The female ego, spoiled by admiration, cracks and then
she whips around to him, attacks his manhood as she roils,
"The men compete for ladies' hearts, the chasing's done by men!"

"You're not a real manly man, you're not among the men!"
He cowers if it's true, or if it's false he'll just recoil,
"The ladies aren't used to having men rejecting them.

"Get used to it. The rooster doesn't always want the hen!
As women, you're accustomed to our cravings and you're spoiled!"
The men compete for ladies' hearts, the chasing's done by men.
The ladies aren't used to having men rejecting them.

(C)2008, Christos Rigakos