Oh most baffled
Of bedeviled public
Men, should you chance
To come upon a ship
Stranded miraculously
On top of a mountain, think
Out of the box, do not be
Dumbfounded, do not founder
In the maelstrom
Of male stupidity, it’s clear
As that insistent throbbing
In your dimwitted heads—
A woman’s lone pubic
Hair has dragged it there!