The Myth Of The Perfect Man
The Myth Of The Perfect Man
The perfect man does not exist
And if he did would soon be kissed
By all those waiting for the event
So soon his energy would all be spent
Indeed his lips would be so chaffed
Swollen while his breath was gasped
Poor guy his chances seem so slim
No one would call him Lucky Jim
Without some clones he soon would be
Extinct again - what irony
Such fate may always face the best
Those that can't have get distressed
Stalkers make for their misery
I'm glad that I am just plain me
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(c) Rhumour
28th October 2008
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