Men Only 2- For Contest

A men only poem, well I never- that is something odd, for a start submissions from men who pick noses and then will polish it off with a fart. We undress like drunken mime artists look like we get dressed in the dark steer cars like we're swimmin' and then complain women do not have a clue how to park. Our cooking skills are just amazing we're known for our barbecue fame coz we somehow have learnt just which food has been burnt when it's black it all looks just the same Our acting is worthy of Oscars or any such Thespian cup stagger home fully juiced with some drunken excuse but we still avoid getting beat up In beachwear we are an Adonis our styling choices are quite bold from speedos so weeny to full on Mankinis ...it's small coz the water's too cold.... The world would be worse off without us devoid of intelligent life there's nothing to rival our power of survival except for the girlfriend. Or wife. She told me to put that bit in. Yes, dear. I'll be right there. Submitted with my missus' grudging permission for contest 'Men only #2, sponsored by Kelly Deschler July 16th 2015