A WOMANS POEM PennyLane: He didn't like the casserole
And he didn't like my cake.
He said my biscuits were too hard...
Not like his mother used to make.
I didn't perk the coffee right
He didn't like the stew,
I didn't mend his socks
The way his mother used to do.
I pondered for an answer
I was looking for a clue.
Then I turned around and smacked the shit out of him...
Like his mother used to do.
Re: A WOMANS POEM fkunone: I posted this before, but it seems appropriate 8)
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 give a shit.
Re: A WOMANS POEM pluscachange: [quote"> 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.[/quote">
Pure gold.
