Brought from the old place:

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
and a golf course.

This doesn't rhyme and I don't give a crap