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She doesn’t care what he thinks,
She rather dream then sleep,
She doesn’t care what he dares to think,

He can talk in riddles,
He can sit down with his fiddle,
He can play with spoons if he chooses,
Feed his bull shit by the helpings,

She can be displeased,
She can feel scorned and dismay,
She can tell him its ok,
She’s a woman!


He can lay his way out,
He is right to change his mind,
He can play with all the bunnies,
This one bunny he let get away!

She can lie and say she is happy,
She can tolerate his passive ways,
She can read his literary bull shit,
Fester on it for days.

He can count his chickens,
He can sit and watch them hatch,
He could celebrate,
Watch the time go by on his watch,

None of these things change,
The occurrence of the past few days,
Nothing he can do will satisfy the,
Confusion that he produced!

She can laugh at him,
She can toy with him,
She can do what ever she wants,
She is a woman!

Women hold the power,
Of knocking men down
Like bowling pins!

They can watch them
Get up one by one,
Watching them
Knowingly know damn well,
They will get knocked
Down once again,
Over and over again.

Men are toys,
Pawns on a chess board,
Like little tinny block heads.
Woman playing them all over,
This way and that,
Stupidly they allow it!

Men are insane,
They are the true insanity of insane,
Doing the same thing over and over again,
With out any grand difference.
Any result not of the same,
Yet with insanity there is always the same result.
Mans picture stands firmly
Next to the blunders of the word
Insanity!

Woman may have been created by god, by man,
But wouldn’t it be grand if god was a woman,
And thought to take the better part of man!
Creating the sexy,
Sensual creation,
That man adores?
Woman!

She sits and laughs,
She sits and smiles,
She wonders what he is doing.

He sits and ponders,
He sits and wonders,
What she is going to do!

She thinks and writes,
Makes all, all right,
With a computer and
Some words.

Now the just is done,
She has won,
She sits down,
Waite’s for him to read.
time heals all wounds,i dedicate this to all woman of all times, from medevil back to then and now,
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