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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 bottle shop and a golf course. This
doesn't rhyme and I don't give a shit.
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Kat wrote:
MAN'S POEM:
I pray for a deaf-mute nymphomaniac with huge boobs
who owns a bottle shop and a golf course. This
doesn't rhyme and I don't give a shit.
So true, Kat (deep sigh) But we must educate them as best we can to make them fit for our society. Of course education can only go so far. It pays to kick the shit out of them occasionally. 
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Hmmm...perhaps some men might write poetry such as that. Not all men though. Boob size isn't that important to me. The nymphomaniac part is though. 
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Curious2c wrote:Hmmm...perhaps some men might write poetry such as that. Not all men though.
Boob size isn't that important to me. MAN'S POEM: I pray for a deaf-mute nymphomaniac with huge boobs who owns a bottle shop and a golf course. This doesn't rhyme and I don't give a shit. I very strongly suspect it was simply a joke, C2C - made me smile anyway.
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Hark! A stranger do I see?
Running 'round and posting free.
Thought she'd gone and left his earth,
Or maybe just done moved to Perth.
Nice to see she's still a writin'
Looking 'round for some to frighten.
Wondered if she still be breathin'
Or had she been gone and leavin'.
Now I know she's still alive,
Down and boogie - let's all jive!
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Have I an answer
For one like thee
I say be not a bush
But more like a tree
With branches spread wide
And roots so deep
Sap running thick
When tapped, freely seep
Give cover to me
As I lay in your shade
I'll water and prune you
Every request you have made
And e'er I find
I've grown into your bark
Pull me closer
Dear lover
And we'll have a lark
or
I need not big breasts
But mouth that is ready
Time on your hands
A libido that's steady
Passion is the fruit
I love the taste of
So bring yours to the table
My precious lil dove
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Very nice, Subtle. 
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What is a nymphomaniac?
If you have nothing worth dying for... then u dont have anything worth living for.
Alex
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jackoffjecht wrote:What is a nymphomaniac? Someone who can't get enough sex. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nymphomaniac
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oh ok, you sure do like wikipedia...
If you have nothing worth dying for... then u dont have anything worth living for.
Alex
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jackoffjecht wrote:oh ok, you sure do like wikipedia... It's very useful having a huge reference list of bookmarks 
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I can remember the days that a 'bookmark' was a piece of paper, usually hard cardboard, that one used to mark where they last were in a book that they were reading.
Computers have changed the universe.
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