1st the woman 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 wants to listen all day long
One who'll think before he speaks
One who'll call, not wait for weeks
I pray he's gainfully employed
So when I spend his cash,he won't be annoyed
Pulls out my chair,opens my door
Massages my back and begs for more
Oh,send 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 the end
and always be my very best friend.


Now the mans poem...
I pray for a deaf ,mute,nimphomaniac who owns a bar on a golf course
and wants me to go fishing or hunting every day.
This doesn't rhyme and I don't give a sh!t.