FEMALE, n. One of the opposing, or unfair, sex.  The Maker, at Creation's birth,  With living things had stocked the earth.  From elephants to bats and snails,  They all were good, for all were males.  But when the Devil came and saw  He said: 'By Thine eternal law  Of growth, maturity, decay,  These all must quickly pass away  And leave untenanted the earth. -Ambrose Bierce

 

FEMALE, n. One of the opposing, or unfair, sex. The Maker, at Creation's birth, With living things had stocked the earth. From elephants to bats and snails, They all were good, for all were males. But when the Devil came and saw He said: 'By Thine eternal law Of growth, maturity, decay, These all must quickly pass away And leave untenanted the earth.


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