I went into a factory to earn my daily bread: 
    Men said:  “The home is woman’s sphere.”  “I have no home,” I said. 
    But when the men all marched to war, they cried to wife and maid,
    “Oh, never mind about the home, but save the export trade.”

    For it’s women this and women that, and home’s the place for you,
    But it’s patriotic angels when there’s outside work to do,
    There’s outside work to do, my dears, there’s outside work to do,
    It’s patriotic angels when there’s outside work to do.

    We are not really senseless, and we are not angels, too,
    But very human beings, human just as much as you. 
    It’s hard upon occasions to be forceful and sublime
    When you’re treated as incompetents three-quarters of the time.

    But it’s women this and women that, and woman’s like a hen,
    But it’s do the country’s work alone, when war takes off the men,
    And it’s women this and women that and everything you please,
    But woman is observant, and be sure that woman sees.

Beware!

    In the days that are gone when a statue was wanted
      In park or museum where statues must be,
    A chivalrous male would come forward undaunted
      And say:  “If you must have one, make it of me. 
    Bad though they be, yet I’ll agree
    If you must make them, why make them of me.”

    But chivalry’s dead, as I always expected
      Since women would not let things stay as they were;
    So now, I suppose, when a statue’s erected
      Men will say brutally:  “Make it of her.” 
    She may prefer things as they were
    When they start making the statues of her.

Male Philosophy

    Men are very brave, you know,
    That was settled long ago;
    Ask, however, if you doubt it,
    Any man you meet about it;
    He will say, I think, like me,
    Men are brave as they can be.

    Women think they’re brave, you say? 
    Do they really?  Well, they may,
    But such biased attestation
    Is not worth consideration,
    For a legal judgment shelves
    What they say about themselves.

From a Man’s Point of View

    Women love self-sacrifice
    Suffering and good advice;
    If they don’t love these sincerely
    Then they’re not true women really. 
    Oh, it shocks me so to note
    Women pleading for the vote! 
    Saying publicly it would
    Educate and do them good. 
    Such a selfish reason trips
    Oddly from a woman’s lips. 
    But it must not be supposed
    I am in the least opposed. 
    If they want it let them try it. 
    For I think we’ll profit by it.

Glory

    I went to see old Susan Gray,
    Whose soldier sons had marched away,
    And this is what she had to say: