Standing in line
Waiting for my official copy
Though the line stretches around the world twice
And culminates on your doorstep
The journey is worth it
Because as females we’ve learned
This man does not exist
YOU do not exist
Fraudulent copies exploit a female’s desire for this man
And further amplify her damage
So here I stand,
Arms empty
At the end of my second global revolution
That I may receive my well deserved
Official copy