The Song of Hypergamy

Accessing the strongest genes,
and provisioning plenty.
But satisfying both needs,
mandates cruel duplicity.
Repeat the hymn again.
The Song of Hypergamy.
Alpha Fucks, Beta Bucks.

Protest is misogyny.
Single mothers, alpha lays.
Through state-sanctioned cuckoldry,
dutifully the beta pays.
Repeat the hymn again.
The Song of Hypergamy.
Alpha Fucks, Beta Bucks.

Naïve Nice Guy frustration,
repulsive to feminine taste.
Well-worn social convention,
keeping betas in their place.
Repeat the hymn again.
The Song of Hypergamy.
Alpha Fucks, Beta Bucks.

Those who prosper to marriage,
destined battles will be fought.
Wife’s Eat, Pray, Love arbitrage.
Hellfires of the Family Court.
Repeat the hymn again.
The Song of Hypergamy.
Alpha Fucks, Beta Bucks.

Feminists fight mercilessly.
Society is optimised,
for efficient hypergamy.
Harbingers of the End Times.
Repeat the hymn again.
The Song of Hypergamy.
Alpha Fucks, Beta Bucks.

Marxist progressivism,
destruction at relentless pace.
Gynocentric Socialism,
enslaving the human race.
Repeat the hymn again.
The Song of Hypergamy.
Alpha Fucks, Beta Bucks.

MRA and MGTOW stand strong then.
Leave the plantation so they say
Yet history’s lessons elude them,
Identity Politics all the way.
Repeat the hymn again.
The Song of Hypergamy.
Alpha Fucks, Beta Bucks.

Unrestrained hypergamy,
ends in this Manor, our safe space.
Natural rights and liberty,
tyranny we now erase.
So now the hymn subsides.
The Song of Hypergamy.
Hand in hand. Family.