Men….
They come in all shapes, colors, and size..
Whispering words that make temperatures rise
Some use their looks; some use their riches,
while others use charm; what they want is your britches
Some men use their logic, other’s use game
As tools for their prey
In the end, it’s the same
What they seek in reality
Is but a roll in the hay
With whomever they may
From times of old until
even this day.
O K A Y!!
Let’s Play..
There is something that men should well be aware
Women know of your logic; the games that you play,
And your eyes with that glare,
We give the same looks
Yet most of us care…..
About as much as you, when you’re moaning our name
During your three- to- five minutes of unspeakable fame

Your need for our hot, wet, sleek, well-oiled sweetness
Drives you to you knees oh, we know your weakness..
Now, while you are playing your games... Remember this, do
Women are playing them better, if only you knew.

By
Rhonda Madison