When women kill children, understanding galore
She was a brave victim of a cold, mean world
Struggling alone, a sole parent, abandoned
(Though actually, probably, she grew bored with the manhood
Ejected the father, erased his involvement
What can you expect? Men are useful for money,
Nothing else, they’re a hassle, not worth having honey
The government makes a good husband you see
Relief from a real man’s opinions and needs)
The odds were against her, she crumbled, poor thing
Insufficient free money, services, bling
How unreasonable to expect she could cope as a mother
People don’t realize how painful, the bother
She was seeking help for her nasty addictions
Blame the brew doctor, the husband, afflictions
A really nice person, so lovely, so kind
If she murdered she must have been out of her mind
No penis so let’s not get carried away
With punishment, admonishment, spoiling her day
It’s more money she needed, more life satisfaction
And men we can blame for her murderous action