Men
They say women are hard to understand
But I think men are too,
The only difference I can think of
Is the way we use the loo.
They have a hard time with the seat, they often leave it up,
Come on girls what wrong with you, it’s not a bloody cup.
You can put the seat down, just as they have to lift it up - I bet.
Be grateful that they lifted it; at least it won’t be wet.
They bring chocolate because they think,
It’s the right thing to buy
Sorry boys but there is nothing really quite like them,
for making me want to cry.
In fact chocolates are awful they make me feel quite sick,
So don’t ever buy them for me, they won’t ever do the trick…
They bring flowers to say sorry
Now what is the point in that,
murdering some pretty blooms
Yet they think, “it’s in the hat.”
They take us out to dinner
But they don’t really want to pay.
In all honesty, I’d rather stay in,
And watch Tv anyway.
They want us to admire their
great big muscled arms
But they don’t want to show us
they can use their muscled charms.
They shout at a football,
telling it which way to go
What is that all about,
I’d really like to know.
But one thing I can say about men
which nobody can deny
The world is a wonderful place
with a man to make us sigh
Someone to love and comfort us and protect us from whatever
Until a spider crawls in the bath, will they get it out- Not ever.
To all you men out there, in this wonderful universe
Just to let you know we love you all
Even though it is in verse.
You are the best and for that we are very glad
Apart from the female race, some of them really aren’t half-bad.
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