Or an invisible baseball bat to hit him with for leering at her chest like that.
It's supposed to be a cross, this image has been edited or something, because I've seen the original and she's holding a crucifix!
Give her a hammer and change the flag and we have a nice poster for soviet Russia.
"...my husband wants me to do my part...and cheerfully give up my job and perkily return to the kitchen!"

hooray for the seeds of the woman's liberation movement!

Hee hee. I just now copied "To Autumn" on my journal.

My heart beats for Shelley and Keats (blush).