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Man

In my head there is
 This evil, wicked plan
To take once was his
 And show he is not a man.

This fool has nary a clue
 On how to treat a lady. 
His one chance he blew
 By acting all shady.

This southern belle
 Kicked him to the curb
And now he has his hell
 Ne'er again my life he'll disturb.

A man is what I need
 Not a little boy
So please pay heed.
 A man to be my toy.

A man to be there
 A man to help me
A man that will share
 A man that will agree

A man that is a man
 Who wants me for me
Who wants me in his clan
 And from trouble not flee.

But he was not the man
 For he was just a coward
That at trouble ran
 When he was overpowered.

Glad he is gone
 Glad he will not be
My new dawn
 Nor the one for me.

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  1. Date: 11/28/2009 12:29:00 PM

    I didn't like him either, niether did Demented, glad his behind is gone....Love wicked

  1. Date: 10/21/2009 1:53:00 PM

    Kool piece Kristy, like Carol says - it's good to see your poetry appear again >> James

  1. Date: 10/21/2009 11:28:00 AM

    You go girl. Excellent writing. Glad to see a post from you. Love, Carol

  1. Date: 10/20/2009 10:19:00 PM

    a rippling Quatrain poem to which you have painted a picture of someone you thought was one thing and found out that he was another,straight and to the point each line shows determination,i hope you find the right one,,,Blessings..Cecil....Great write