A WOMAN'S POEM:
Before I lay me down to sleep,
I pray for a man, who's not a creep,
One who loves to listen long,
One who'll call, not wait for weeks,
Massages my back and begs to do more.
Knows what to answer to 'how big is my behind?'
A MAN'S POEM:
I pray for a deaf-mute gymnast nymphomaniac with huge boobs who owns a bar on a golf course,
7 years 24 weeks ago, 6:05 PM