A woman's Poem

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THE WOMAN 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

rich and self-employed,

And when I spend,

won't be annoyed.

Will pull out my

chair and hold my hand.

Massage my feet and

help me stand.

Oh, send a king to

make me queen.

A man who loves to

cook and clean.

I pray this man

will love no other.

And relish visits

with my mother.

THE MAN

POEM:

I pray for a

deaf-mute gymnast nymphomaniac with

big tits who owns a

bar on a golf course,

and loves to send

me fishing and drinking.

This doesn't

rhyme and I don't give a shit.