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quinta-feira, setembro 13, 2007

Poema feminista: ajudem-me a lembrar do nome do grupo!

Dou um doce pra quem (TOM!) lembrar ou descobrir qual o nome do grupo feminista da década de 1970 ou 1980 que escreveu este poeminha delicioso:

Men Are
Men are, men are, men are,
Men are strong
Men are tough
Men are surly, men are rough
Men have mates
Men drink beer
Men are brave and don`t show fear
Men slap backs
Men sing songs
Men are men and men are strong
Men don`t touch
Men aren`t drips
Men shake hands with vice-like grips

Men like fighting
Men like cars
Men like shouting with men in bars
Men like football
And now and then
Men like men like men like men
No they don`t
Men beat up queers
Men live with their mums for years and years
Men have beards
Men have chests
Men walk through blizzards in string vests

Men can embrace
And bare their soul
But only if they`ve scored a goal
Men leap tall buildings
Men are tough
Men don`t know when they have enough
Men drive fast cars with wide wheels
Men have muscles
Men have sweat
Men have not learned to grow up yet
Men wear trousers
Men have flies
Men kick sand in each other`s eyes
Men stand alone
Men show no fears
Men have hobbies and hairy ears
Men have willies
Men have bums
Men are good in science and sums
Men aren`t loving
Men don`t dance
Men don`t change their underpants

Men climb mountains
In the snow
Men don`t cook and men don`t sew
Men are bosses
Men are chums
Men build office blocks and slums
Men make bombs
Men make wars
Men are stupid men are bores
Men ignore
What women see
And call our story HIStory


Update: a Luciana disse, e eu tenho agora quase certeza de que o poema pertence ao grupo britânico The Joeys. Eu dei uma googlada nisso, e descobri que houve, entre os anos de 1970 e 1980, um grupo teatral com esse nome, mas com uma proposta totalmente anti-feminista, anti-sexista. Não entendi bem o barato, mas pode ser que sejam eles os autores do sarcástico (e delicioso de recitar) poeminha acima.