Oh! those Victorian Ladies
their elegant skirts sweeping the floor
their hourglass waists under
four or more petticoats
simpering coyly,
making bright chatter on the froth of the day,
with submissive heads bent
above their embroidery
hiding their laughter
up the sleeves of their gowns
hiding rocks in their muffs
for the breaking of windows
to bring them the vote.