Woman Man

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  

 
A MAN'S POEM:
I pray for a deaf-mute gymnast nymphomaniac with huge boobs 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 ****.
The End

mysplitpersonality mysplitpersonality
36-40, F
3 Responses Feb 22, 2009

uuhhh... okay... all i got from it was a giggle

Im still trying to grow past the irony in male female relationships, it seems from my point of view, a cunnundrumb an eternal persuit of an concept that is never going to materalize. I guess im trying to say, as humans were given tools & blueprints but the material dons'nt co-ordinate.

ha ha he he