Prompt 7: Working Woman’s Blues Villanelle

I am just another drone

I work, I sleep, I dare not dream

They pat my head and throw a bone

It’s not a life I can disown

No matter how it makes me scream

I am just another drone

It sits on my chest like a stone

That there is no “I” in team

They pat my head and throw a bone

I will never sit upon a throne

Eating scones with clotted cream

I am just another drone

No point in uttering a moan

I’m held fast in their tractor beam

They pat my head and throw a bone

I’ve gone from maid to mom to crone

I know freedom’s a pipe dream

I am just another drone

They pat my head and throw a bone

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