From the Evening Star, February 15, 1914. By Philander Johnson.
We had a suffrage meetin’ down to Pohick on the Crick.
The voters and the voteresses came resolved to kick.
At the sound of “Votes for women!” all the men folk said “Hurrah!”
But a number of the women simply smiled and said, “Oh, pshaw!”
We talked the matter over. The elections of the past
Had often failed, all owin’ to the way the votes were cast.
We declared that if they wished it, we’d stay home an’ mend the socks
An’ let our wives show how to run that pesky ballot box.
We promised to remove ourselves completely from the scene
When an election day came ’round; we’d make it all serene
By lettin’ none but woman, lovely woman, stand in line,
To show the world some ballotin’ all up-to-date an’ fine.
Then Huldah Higgins said, “That’s jes’ the way them men will shirk!
They want to stand around an’ let us women do the work!”
She roused such indignation that the case was settled quick.
The men will keep on votin’ down to Pohick on the Crick.
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