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 rich and self-employed,
And when I
spend, won't be annoyed.
Pull out my chair and hold my hand.
Massage my
feet and help me stand.
Oh send a king to make me queen.
A man who loves
to cook and clean.
I pray this man will love no other.
And relish visits
with my mother.
A MAN'S
POEM:
I pray for a deaf-mute gymnast
nymphomaniac with
Big boobs who owns a bar on a golf
course,
And loves to send me fishing and drinking. This
Doesn't
rhyme and I don't give a shit.
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