There’s
always an unconscious bias
around
the boardroom table.
Where
are the women? “You try us!”
says
the pretty face out in the hall.
But
more often than not for these yes men
it’s
nearly always the same
their
few bald heads won’t soften towards them
for
it’s Julian in and not Jane.
And
over the years these old cronies
have
built-up their strong male fold;
they’ve
leaned on each other only
all
the time getting more and more old.
And
it’s worked out well for these yes men
and
down at their drinking club
it’s
been drinks on the house not to reckon
so
long as they don’t keep their stubs.
Nine
tenths of the law is possession,
thirty
per cent would do quite nice,
it’s
not asking too much persuasion
for
some women of action, their slice.
But
it’s male pride they fear these yes men,
they’ve
got this far and it’s well done
while
Julian he thinks in the singular
it’s
Jane who thinks three times in one.
