' Tendency of Superficiality ... '

When We Decorate Our House With Stuff
We Don’t Go Get Nothing  Hideous
It’s A Natural, Stage of Selection
To Want To Get As Close, as Can to Perfection

We Pick The Mundane and Ordinary for Elimination
And Plain and Old and Ugly, Suffer Rejection
And We Don’t Even Stop for A Second’s Castigation
‘Don’t You Daydream of The Best in Imagination ?

So, Its True, Blondes, Do Have More Fun
… As Long, as They have Pretty Face and Form
And Redheads Too, Don’t Come In Last …
As Long as Others, Like To Watch Them Pass

Brunettes, Big Eyes, … Chain-Reactions
Its Just The Law of The Jungle-Attraction
… For Me, Its Tall Guys, with Quick Smiles
Maybe Good Biceps … but Indeed, Debonair Style

… and a Light, Brisk Cologne Scent, That Flows
Got Us Women, Lined-Up In Droves
(Make You Wanna’ Go Where They Go …)
‘Cause It’s A Tendency-Superficiality, You Know …
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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November 6, 2009 at 10:04 PM
John Moses ... Boy, I Know You Got That Debonair Style (I ain't talking just about what clothes they wear (I'm talking about the way, and the manner of a man - that man can wear, jeans, t-shirt and tennis shoes and have a flair for "Life" ... and I can tell you got that by the words you speak (smile) Keep Styling Moses, Keep Styling ... MoonBee
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November 6, 2009 at 7:35 PM
Yea, I got it, the poem that is, not the Debonair style. Have you ever noticed the magnet in the redhead's pass, that sometimes draws and turns, the men's face?Lol Enough said, I better go to bed! Awesome write MoonBee, Sincerely, Love Moses
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