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'' They Warrant A Degree ''
A woman's brain is smaller they say,
Does that mean they are less clever,
Looking at the state of the world today,
The answer to that would be never.
We love to think that men are best,
That comes from our arrogance within,
If truth be told when put to the test,
There are more brain cells in a rancid bin.
Our world economies are falling apart,
All done with the stroke of a pen,
Our countries debts are now off the chart,
Is it coincidence they're being run by men?
None of them will ever take the blame,
They always claim it was never their fault,
In reality they're all immune to shame.
As in our wounds they rub dry salt.
More intelligent is what they'd have you believe,
They're talking about lining their pockets,
Your bank account and sanity is what they'll relieve,
They should be sent to the moon in rockets.
Women are then left to pick up the pieces,
In the process of running the home,
The ineptitude of men never ceases,
As in their fantasy world they roam.
We may be stronger on the physical scale,
Mentally we are certainly not,
Women wouldn't allow our economies to fail,
Their abilities couldn't be bought.
The greatest multi tasker on Earth
A doctor a cook and a nurse,
On women you couldn't put a worth,
Without them life would be a curse.
A Mother a carer the curer of strife,
In a crisis they always remain strong,
The one who carries the miracle of life,
The diplomat when things go wrong.
When that sexy look turns into a glare,
That usually puts us men in our place,
It's a frightening thing that evil stare,
They truly are of an Alien race.
The next time you see a woman walk by,
Look closer she's much more than you see,
To her giving up just doesn't apply,
For what men put them through
' They Warrant A Degree '
Does that mean they are less clever,
Looking at the state of the world today,
The answer to that would be never.
We love to think that men are best,
That comes from our arrogance within,
If truth be told when put to the test,
There are more brain cells in a rancid bin.
Our world economies are falling apart,
All done with the stroke of a pen,
Our countries debts are now off the chart,
Is it coincidence they're being run by men?
None of them will ever take the blame,
They always claim it was never their fault,
In reality they're all immune to shame.
As in our wounds they rub dry salt.
More intelligent is what they'd have you believe,
They're talking about lining their pockets,
Your bank account and sanity is what they'll relieve,
They should be sent to the moon in rockets.
Women are then left to pick up the pieces,
In the process of running the home,
The ineptitude of men never ceases,
As in their fantasy world they roam.
We may be stronger on the physical scale,
Mentally we are certainly not,
Women wouldn't allow our economies to fail,
Their abilities couldn't be bought.
The greatest multi tasker on Earth
A doctor a cook and a nurse,
On women you couldn't put a worth,
Without them life would be a curse.
A Mother a carer the curer of strife,
In a crisis they always remain strong,
The one who carries the miracle of life,
The diplomat when things go wrong.
When that sexy look turns into a glare,
That usually puts us men in our place,
It's a frightening thing that evil stare,
They truly are of an Alien race.
The next time you see a woman walk by,
Look closer she's much more than you see,
To her giving up just doesn't apply,
For what men put them through
' They Warrant A Degree '
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`` They Warrant A Degree ``
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