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MR MAN
There is more to the swaying hips that seduce
There is more to the plump ripe still standing breasts you see
There is so much more to this succulent buttocks
Much more than will ever meet your eye
Yes Mr. Man
There is a human being behind all that
There is a delicate being waiting to be unveiled
There is the person who can create and destroy at ago
There is the force behind nature
Woman created you
Do you really think there is something
you can do that your creator cant?
Do you think you can play lawyer as we remain archaic
No Mr. Man
We are in the 21st century
Jump I jump
Hit and run and she will sure sway, shake till your seed is fed
The same sharp, sweet sexy eyes as you say can see beyond your housefly vision
The same long, smooth legs can run faster than you
Yes, Mr. man, we win marathons
The same wigged head that you think has nothing beyond the human hair harbors the brain of a lawyer, a pilot maybe just maybe a doctor
Yes Mr. Man, we are the 21st century she-he
You sired and run, guess whose hips sway and feed your seed
Yes Mr. Man, do you really want to ask who fathered your third born?
No mister, let’s not go there, it’s the same as I asking how many extra marital affairs you have
This same lips that seem to entice you can in fact bring forth fortune beyond your understanding
Yes, Mr. man, woman has faith, so much faith that one will say ‘I do’ to a hopeless you in the hope that one day some meteorite will fall on you and end the misery because you see, society dictates that you marry me when you carelessly drop your genetic material in me.
There is more to the plump ripe still standing breasts you see
There is so much more to this succulent buttocks
Much more than will ever meet your eye
Yes Mr. Man
There is a human being behind all that
There is a delicate being waiting to be unveiled
There is the person who can create and destroy at ago
There is the force behind nature
Woman created you
Do you really think there is something
you can do that your creator cant?
Do you think you can play lawyer as we remain archaic
No Mr. Man
We are in the 21st century
Jump I jump
Hit and run and she will sure sway, shake till your seed is fed
The same sharp, sweet sexy eyes as you say can see beyond your housefly vision
The same long, smooth legs can run faster than you
Yes, Mr. man, we win marathons
The same wigged head that you think has nothing beyond the human hair harbors the brain of a lawyer, a pilot maybe just maybe a doctor
Yes Mr. Man, we are the 21st century she-he
You sired and run, guess whose hips sway and feed your seed
Yes Mr. Man, do you really want to ask who fathered your third born?
No mister, let’s not go there, it’s the same as I asking how many extra marital affairs you have
This same lips that seem to entice you can in fact bring forth fortune beyond your understanding
Yes, Mr. man, woman has faith, so much faith that one will say ‘I do’ to a hopeless you in the hope that one day some meteorite will fall on you and end the misery because you see, society dictates that you marry me when you carelessly drop your genetic material in me.
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