Chick Chant

We are old-fashioned chicks,
Out to have some old-fashioned fun.

Give us the coldest blood,
We will bring it to boil.
Give us the fattest ego,
We will raze it to soil.

Come out, the Lochinvars of yonder…
We are waiting in the sun.

Chins up, boobs out.
We are ready to be put to test.
We are not for the soft-boned,
Let them get some rest.

So be ready, coat tails up.
And Sire, do appreciate the pun.

The submission is a part of International Women's Day Celebration 2022 by Rhyvers Media Group