Christmas Tale

At this time of year it is patently clearThat the males are the ones who are blest.
Thoughts like "goodwill to men" we hear time and againAnd we find them quite hard to digest.As we women all know, men think they run the show,And sometimes we allow them this pause.
But it gets on our nerves, like too many hors d'oeuvresWhen we want to get at the main course.Many times out of mind the same problem we find,Leaving plans to the menfolk is risky.Christmas spirit they think is some kind of a drink,Such as vodka, Baccardi, or whiskey.
Since we carry the load, men keep out of our road,
We are ready and willing and able.For it's perfectly clear, that the stuffed turkeys hereAre not always confined to the table.The traditional way is now rather passe,Lets give credit, where credit is due.
Then you'll see, man or boy, in return you'll enjoyThe fruits of OUR goodwill to you.