The Invisible Woman

The invisible woman (unlike the man)
Was dismayed by her condition
She missed her looks in the looking-glass
Checking the tautness of her arse

The invisible girl (unlike the boy)
Was distraught at being so vague
She found no pleasure in lying
In the gentlemen’s toilets, spying

The invisible lady (unlike the gent)
Was upset by not being seen
She longed for the sound of flattery
For praise she would have done battery

The invisible bird (unlike the bloke)
Was angered by not being clear
She took no pleasure in sex on her own
Like the invisible man with his one-handed phone

The invisible woman (unlike the man)
Was not pleased by her new-found disguise
For she knows responsibility cannot be skipped
A subject on which the man stays tight-lipped