a99kitten's Musings

A 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 and a nice ass 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. The End