With the help of Tennyson. I give you:
The charge of the Lone Feminist.
A lone feminist, a lone feminist
A lone feminist onward.
One in the valley of establishment,
Rode the lone feminist.
“Forward, the lone feminist!
Charge for the Tallywackers!” she said.
Into the valley of establishment
Rode the lone feminist.
'Forward the lone feminist!'
Was the woman dismayed?
Not tho' the woman knew
A nation had blundered.
Hers not to make reply, HA!
Hers not to reason why, HA, HA!
Hers but to do & die, HA, HA, HA!
Into the valley of establishment.
Rode the lone feminist.
Tallywackers to right of her,
Tallywackers to left of her,
Tallywackers in front of her,
Teased and turgid.
Stormed at with patronization and sexism,
Boldly she rode and well.
Into the jaws of establishment,
Into the mouth of misogynist.
Rode the lone feminist.
Flashed all her sabering wit,
Flashed as it lands hits.
Sabering the runners everywhere,
Charging a political party,
While all the world wondered.
Plunged in the old boys smoke,
Republican and Democrat.
Right through the glass ceiling she broke.
Reeled from the returning saber's stroke,
Shattered & sundered.
She rode back, but not,
Not the lone feminist.
Tallywackers to right of her,
Tallywackers to left of her,
Tallywackers behind her,
Teased and turgid.
Stormed at with patronization and sexism.
While advisors & strategists fell,
She had fought so well.
Came through the jaws of establishment,
Back from the mouth of misogynist.
All that was left of her,
A pale pants suit.
When can her glory fade?
O' the wild charge she made!
All the world wondered.
Honor the charge she made.
Honor the lone feminist,
Noble lone feminist.
By B Bell with help from Tennyson's