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Poetry: Men V. Women

As many of you know, due to some recent circumstances I have begun to again write poetry. While the jury is still out on my ability, I thought today’spost would look at the differences between men and women in describing what they want in a partner. These are not only beautiful but insightful as well. Please excuse the fact that I have forsaken humor for contrast and I hope you at least enjoy thinking about these two poems.

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 rich and self-employed,
And when I spend, won't be annoyed.
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.


MAN'S 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.

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