Poetry ... well kinda!
WOMEN'S POEM
Before I lay me down to sleep,
I pray for a man, who's not a creep,
One who's handsome, smart and strong.
One who loves to listen long,
One who thinks before he speaks,
One who'll call, not wait for weeks
I pray he's gainfully employed,
When I spend his cash, won't be annoyed.
Pulls out my chair and opens my door,
Massages my back and begs to do more.
Oh! Send me a man who'll make love to my mind,
Knows what to answer to "how big is my behind?"
I pray that this man will love me to no end,
And always be my very best friend.
MAN'S POEM
I pray for a deaf-mute nymphomaniac with huge boobs who
owns a liquor store and a golf course. This doesn't rhyme and I
don't give a shit.
3 Comments:
Well.... I don't play golf.
So there!
Haha ok well maybe she could own a porshe dealership for you!!
M'fraid I'd have to amend your title just a tad --Some-- Women and change a few pronouns and you're good to go. ;)
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