After years wrapped in a human cocoon,
When at last she breaks free and feels the room,
Olga steps off into King of Prussia,
Which could have been a war front in Russia:
Guns fired sudden bursts of ammunition.
Frantic, she hid behind a partition.
Soon, she was joined by a girl named Doris,
Whose six pack of beer was sadly porous.
"This party's wrecked! Those gun-crazed militias!
Bunch of damn women, both reckless and vicious,
So proud of their freedom to arm themselves,
They've made this whole country a living hell!"