Scrubs
Having cared for dozens of patients during her long day shift at the local hospital, this Gynarchy nurse, quite rightly, demands a bit of pampering of her own!
| She approaches me at the end of her long shift | 
| Now it's time for her to receive a bit of pampering! | 
| 'Clean my shoes, boy!' | 
| 'Yes, mistress-nurse madam! At once, mistress-nurse madam!' | 
| I humbly start to lickshine the filthy sole of her shoe | 
| It is such an honour to taste where she has been walking... | 
| ...on the hospital wards | 
| I am equally admiring of her sock... | 
| ...for these are the shoes and socks of a hardworking Gynarchy nurse! | 
| They MUST be respected and obeyed! | 
| She says nothing as she looks down on me... | 
| ...ensuring my abject compliance with her female orders | 
| I'm just a public humble head. I am less than her, and must obey her | 
| She eventually turns and walks away without thanking me | 
| One doesn't thank a slave | 
| Well might she hold her pretty head up all haughty and high! | 
| Whilst I keep my humble head suitably low... | 
| ...down amongst her shoes and socks... | 
| ...where it belongs! | 
| I am not worthy to greet her shoes and socks goodbye | 
| They, quite rightly, abandon me | 
| I look at their residual dirt on the wooden footblock beneath my face | 
| ...and contemplate the great honour that has just been bestowed upon me! | 
 
 
