To all of my girl friends who have a sense of the truth
WOMAN'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 care.>