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 tits

who owns a liquor store

and a golf course.

This doesn't rhyme

and I don't give a shit.