I wrote a poem recently, for all women, who have ever been left out of a project(my situation), or anything else, solely because of their sex. I will not be a wallflower, left standing forlornly, beside the wall, to watch the gay dancing go on. If it is to be your hour, profer your arm kindly, take me from the hall, and escort me into the salon. Let the gay medley´s power, dispel your mistrust. Invite me to join in the hour!