She was turned away.

Always turned away.

They say she's not strong enough,

Not fast enough if something goes wrong.

They say, they say.

They lie.

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Couldn't get an education, they'd remind.

They said she couldn't fight.

She'd show them all some day.

They were wrong.

She was no worse.

Not even an equal.

She was better.

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She comes back again,

With cut hair and a baggy shirt.

They must have had too much to drink to notice,

Because they let her try.

And she succeeded.

She passed.

And she laughed.