In general, I love men, or - The day will come

Generally I love men…
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The day will come, some number hundred fifth will ask:
- Why did become you so hardened? Whose fault it was?
Tell me and I will find malefactor and then will smash his face with mine white glove.
- O, dear, I have to think, perhaps the forth, or maybe fifth, thirteenth, nineteenth, eleventh?
Or thirty-seventh, forty-ninth… I’m losing count. Should I begin again? No? So, agreed.
For me to be this has already happened, for me today all this is still in future.
I still have time for making some decisions, for instance, changing sexual orientation.
Two women always will agree on point, that those hairy creatures with poor minds,
Who go crazy just about football; have no clue about fashion issues,
In housekeeping they are big fat zeros and generally losers, goofs and bunglers…
My goodness! How I miss the man around…Nevertheless, because of listed reasons
We will conceal this harmful foible forever, because of pride and recognition of
the fact that they will never get us. – Men, let kick yourselves. But in the swirl of time
The only wish I have to stick to man.
(2002-2009 translated)