Penelope Unbound

She set sail for the voyage of bliss
Leaving her husband knitting and unknitting.
To his highness, sadistic and self-seeking
To his golden cage, she will never regress.

The ocean is rough but the wind is blowing
To the direction of sunny days.
She has her oars and learns rowing
When there is a will, there are many ways.

She stops at many islands
Where naked men dance and sing.
In the absence of a husband
Men are kinder than a king.

Soon she will find her promised land
To build her future with her own hand.
She will run wild like a horse free.
She will stand proud like a tall tree.

However the ocean is rough
And life is rougher
However the journey is tough
Penelope’s tougher.