Good Friday evening, my peeps. I was going to write this one yesterday but the house bidness just took up all my brain cells and left me empty. Good news though. House is sold, an offer has been made on another. Not a done deal, of course. Do vendors ever accept an offer as is? Of course, until that part is settled, I probably won’t get a good night’s sleep. I’ll live. Then party when it is done!

As this is International Woman’s Day, my story took a totally different direction than I had originally planned!

Thank you, Crispina, for creating this challenge that pushes me to use different genres. Much obliged to ya! Was gonna put an answering picture, but chose a video instead.

Care to join? It’s fun and the rules are quite loose. Think sleepover party and the parents are out for dinner. Click on the link above. You’ll see what I mean 😉 K. ‘Nuff jibber-jabber, on with it already. Feel free to sing along…

Whose Bridge?

That bridge is not for you to cross.

You don’t own me

It’s a man’s world, face it. You don’t fit.

Don’t tell me what to do

You should be more ladylike, less outspoken

And don’t tell me what to say

Why do you want to go out and do that?

Please, when I go out with you

Just, please, don’t embarrass me

Don’t put me on display

You know what? Maybe this won’t work

You don’t own me

I’m all for women’s lib but you’re pushing it

Don’t try to change me in any way

You’ll have to tone it down if you want to stay

Don’t tie me down ’cause I’d never stay

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