FEMALE POEMI want a man who's handsome, smart and strongOne who loves to listen longOne who thinks before he speaksOne who'll call, not wait for weeks.I want him to be gainfully employed,And when I spend his cash, he not be annoyed.Pulls out my chair and opens my door,Massages my back and begs to do more.Oh! For a man who makes love to my mindAnd knows what to answer to "how big is my behind?"I want this man to love me to no end,And always be my very best friend. MALE POEMI want a deaf-mute nymphomaniacwith huge boobswho owns a liquor storeand a bass boat.I know this doesn't rhyme and I don't give a shit.