To ‘em Damsels in Distress

Once upon a long, long time ago
Lay a Beauty, pretty as snow-
In a forest dark and deep
Peacefully asleep.
Day melt into years, and years to centuries
The Beauty forgotten ‘neath the trees.

Arise my princesses, all of you who kept a-waiting…
Life is in for re-evaluating.
May be it’s time to get out of the rescued princess fantasy
And I know, darlin’ pretty, that it ain’t easy
But go through the thorns to reach for a rose-
Wake up, wake up, if only to a punch on the nose.

It’s a lot cuter
If you don’t scream bloody murder
whe you see a lizard or a mouse
And if chivalry’s dead, don’t let it be your grouse.
work your way out, know how to screw back a loose nut
And look for a Prince who’d like a girl who can kick some butt.
It’s painful, you pout-
Aes! We shout-
For the fight with thyself pains the most.
But arise, now, princesses, and never again be lost.

Onna Budo- Print by Yoshitoshi