Poems

[BeverlyAnn]

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, a boat and a golf course. This
doesn't rhyme and I don't give a sh*t.

[tinkerbell]

Wow, I must say that my taste in poetry has definitely changed.  For a moment I thought they were mocking Dylan Thomas' poem "Do not go gentle into that good night", and I was getting infuriated .  My bad! Funny thread indeed! 

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[Dryad]

Knows what to answer to "how big is my behind?"

Every man knows the answer to this one:

Just right.

Because if you tell her she's got a trained behind, she'll just look at you and tell you you think her ass is too skinny. If you tell them: Nice and round, they'll just go: So I've got to lose a couple of pounds?
Same with breasts, really.
(I know this was sexist of me. But I couldn't resist. All the guys out here: It's kind of true, though. )