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Why I Am Sapiosexual
Sex with someone not bright
May be all right for one night
But when it comes to the morning
All you get is yawning
No response to your views
On the daily TV news,
No insights that matter
Just humdrum chatter.
How her makeup is smeared
And her tan disappeared.
Her body may look like a doll
But her intellect is so small
That you take her home post haste
Your choice of a mate was misplaced
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