Ugly Women (A Meditation)
deserve everything they get/don't get.
Ridicule, ostracism, no lead roles on the runway or in the movies, no pictures in magazines
except "before" pictures.
No jobs as airline stewardesses, game show hostesses or cheerleaders.
Pole dancing is out of the question.
Called every name in the book including dog, horse face and monkey.
It isn't as if they weren't warned.
They all played the card game "Old Maids" as a child. They know that
ugly women don't get married.
(No, they didn't call the card game "Old Bachelor Black Men.")
They read the fairy tales of hags and witches with big noses and whiskers
on their chins who scared and ate innocent children.
Thank God for pretty women.
Without them, no men (even ugly, fat and obnoxious men who judge ugly women unabashedly)
would procreate, sending the human race into oblivion.
All ugly women must head to the nearest store to buy eye liner, lipstick, blush, dark spot
concealer, eye brow tweezers and anti-aging creams from the billion-dollar cosmetics industry.
They need to do their civic and moral duty to be attractive to men so that we will all survive.
How ironic that we are so dependent on such despicable creatures.