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'' The Mind Of A Woman ''
If I break a plate,
She gets totally irate,
If she does it, the ghosts are at play,
It really does grate,
That this is my mate,
Why do they cause us affray?
To remain on song,
You must always be strong,
In essence, they'll love you by stealth.
Being right all along,
They cannot do wrong,
This does have an effect on our health.
Don't ever cheat,
Or you they'll delete,
Believe me, in more ways than one,
The crime of deceit,
Means a hefty defeat,
They'll make sure your life is done.
Do I have a big arse?
With the facts be sparse,
The truth can be seen as uncouth,
You know it's a farce,
So, with sentencing be parse,
In other words, play games with the truth.
Never be unkind,
They'll prey on your mind,
In life they are true pioneers,
How they're defined,
Is, they are one of a kind,
That's why they drive us to tears.
Their moods dispel,
By treating them well,
Though this method is not guaranteed,
The alternative, pray tell,
Is facing hell,
Most men I know have agreed.
When they're in a mood,
Don't dare be rude,
They have weaponry galore in their vault,
Just let them brood,
What does do them good,
Is telling them you are at fault.
I will not lie,
Till the day that I die,
I'll swear till I'm blue in the face,
Whether sane or awry,
We men can't deny,
Women are an alien race.
So, don't say a word,
It's not you who's absurd,
The female is definitely not human,
Your mind isn't blurred,
Nor is it furred,
No Man Knows,
' The Mind Of A Woman '
She gets totally irate,
If she does it, the ghosts are at play,
It really does grate,
That this is my mate,
Why do they cause us affray?
To remain on song,
You must always be strong,
In essence, they'll love you by stealth.
Being right all along,
They cannot do wrong,
This does have an effect on our health.
Don't ever cheat,
Or you they'll delete,
Believe me, in more ways than one,
The crime of deceit,
Means a hefty defeat,
They'll make sure your life is done.
Do I have a big arse?
With the facts be sparse,
The truth can be seen as uncouth,
You know it's a farce,
So, with sentencing be parse,
In other words, play games with the truth.
Never be unkind,
They'll prey on your mind,
In life they are true pioneers,
How they're defined,
Is, they are one of a kind,
That's why they drive us to tears.
Their moods dispel,
By treating them well,
Though this method is not guaranteed,
The alternative, pray tell,
Is facing hell,
Most men I know have agreed.
When they're in a mood,
Don't dare be rude,
They have weaponry galore in their vault,
Just let them brood,
What does do them good,
Is telling them you are at fault.
I will not lie,
Till the day that I die,
I'll swear till I'm blue in the face,
Whether sane or awry,
We men can't deny,
Women are an alien race.
So, don't say a word,
It's not you who's absurd,
The female is definitely not human,
Your mind isn't blurred,
Nor is it furred,
No Man Knows,
' The Mind Of A Woman '
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`` The Mind Of A Woman ``
`` The Mind Of A Woman ``