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.”
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