by René Settle

Sexism in Agriculture: A Poem for Women in Agriculture

By René Settle

I know all the guys think you’re some pretty young thing, They’ll whistle and honk at you in their big ol’ trucks, callin’ you ‘hun’ But they don’t know the real you

They don’t know all the work you did during the hot spring All the times you missed out on having some fun How your best friend only says one word, “moo”

How that little farm is your everything How you know your dad wishes you were a son How you feel like you have so much to live up to

How you don’t cry from a bee sting How you’ve been working and everyone else’s day has just begun How you worked even when you had the stomach flu

They think you only want that ring They don’t know all the work you’ve overdone And they think they know you just out of the blue?

If only you had been a male offspring Then maybe they’d let you shoot the shotgun Instead of telling you to go make the stew

But know you can do anything, that you are a king So don’t stop when the man says, “you’re done” Because they don’t see the world through your view

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