Aren’t women just lovely. They are good to look at, warm to cuddle up against, and generally the most pleasant of God’s creatures upon the face of the earth. However, if you ever piss one off – God help you. They bite, they scratch, they scowl, and if they ever open their mouths... ooops... here, see for yourself...
100 Essential Modern Poems by Women
The baby is a b*stard,
The mother is a whore.
This never wouldn't have happened,
If the rubber wouldn't have torn.
DIRTY PRAYER
Bless his hair that tends to curl,
Keep him safe from all the girls.
Bless his arms that are so strong,
Keep his hands where they belong.
And if my Mom happened to walk in,
Bless the hell that I'd be in.
ROSESARE NAUGHTY
You told your friends, that I was a trick,
I told mine, that you had a weak dick.
I said I loved you, and you thought it was true.
But guess what baby? You got played too!
100 Essential Modern Poems by Women
THINK BEFORE IT RIPS
Kissing is a habit,
Shagging is a game.
Guys get all the pleasure,
Girls get all the pain.
Kissing is a habit,
Shagging is a game.
Guys get all the pleasure,
Girls get all the pain.
The guy says I love you,
You believe its true.
But when your tummy starts to swell,
He says 'to hell with you'.
You believe its true.
But when your tummy starts to swell,
He says 'to hell with you'.
The baby is a b*stard,
The mother is a whore.
This never wouldn't have happened,
If the rubber wouldn't have torn.
DIRTY PRAYER
Holy mother, full of grace,
Bless my boyfriend's gorgeous face.
Bless my boyfriend's gorgeous face.
Bless his hair that tends to curl,
Keep him safe from all the girls.
Bless his arms that are so strong,
Keep his hands where they belong.
And if my Mom happened to walk in,
Bless the hell that I'd be in.
ROSES
Roses are red, violets are blue,
I'm in love, but not with you.
I'm in love, but not with you.
When we broke up, you thought I cried,
But all it was, was another guy.
But all it was, was another guy.
You told your friends, that I was a trick,
I told mine, that you had a weak dick.
I said I loved you, and you thought it was true.
But guess what baby? You got played too!
POEMS THAT ARE FEMALE DRIVEN, & FULL OF MALE ANGST - 2
Reviewed by David Andrews
on
July 07, 2011
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