A WOMAN'S POEM:
Before i lay me down to sleep
i pray for a man who's not a creep.
one's 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 get annoyed.
Pull out a chair and hold my hand,
massage my feet and always understand.
A MAN'S POEM:
I pray for a deaf mute gymnast nymphomaniac with big tits and a fanny tighter than a mouses waistcoat. Who owns a pub, loves the taste of cum and occasionaly takes it in the arse. This does'nt even rhyme but who gives a f*ck. Poetrys for women!
Before i lay me down to sleep
i pray for a man who's not a creep.
one's 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 get annoyed.
Pull out a chair and hold my hand,
massage my feet and always understand.
A MAN'S POEM:
I pray for a deaf mute gymnast nymphomaniac with big tits and a fanny tighter than a mouses waistcoat. Who owns a pub, loves the taste of cum and occasionaly takes it in the arse. This does'nt even rhyme but who gives a f*ck. Poetrys for women!