A Woman’s Prayer:
Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray for a man, who’s not a creep.
One who’s handsome, smart, and strong,
A man to listen all night long.
A man who thinks before he speaks,
A man who’ll call, not wait for weeks.
A man who’s gainfully employed,
And when I spend his cash, won’t be annoyed.
Pulls out my chair, opens my door,
Massages my back, begs to do more.
A man to make love to my mind,
A man who’s sensitive and kind.
A man to love me to no end,
A man to be my very best friend.
A Man’s Prayer:
I pray for a deaf-mute nymphomaniac with huge tits who owns a liquor store and a golf course. This doesn’t rhyme and I don’t give a shit.