Sunday Morning Funnies.

A 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 to no end,
and always be my very best friend!

A MAN'S POEM

I pray for a deaf-mute nymphomaniac, with hugh boobs.
Who owns a liquor store, and a golf course.
This doesn't rhyme, and I don't give a shit!!!