Pink Is Not Our Color

Pink is not our color,
You can’t expect us to simply comply.
We live among dragons who breathe fire,
Yet we are supposed to sweep their mess and cry.

Pink is not our color,
We are ladies of a thousand butterfly wings.
Don’t tell us we are fragile,
Else we might butcher your tyrannical kings.

Pink is not our color,
We are the knights of the night,
Shining with morning glory,
Sweat on our brow as we yell with might.

Pink is not our color,
We fight against deniers with men by our side,
Women lead the charge in,
And we stay at the front all night.

Pink is not our color,
You see beauty on the outside,
We see steel ready to wrought,
Shining with fire even in the most prettiest brides.

Pink is not our color,
Women of all shapes and sizes are strong,
We stand our own with men on our side,
Forming an mighty everlasting song.

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