A Menigma Poem by Holly Jamestone

Why are men the way they are
The good ones all seem taken
The kind, devoted, loving ones
Let you bring home the bacon

Why do you suppose it is
The perfect ones are gay
The ones we're most attracted to
Let love just slip away

The ones with Rockies' tickets
Are because they sell the dogs
As patiently I wait my turn
While kissing many frogs

Why are men the way they are
When women are the best
They lift you to your feet when weak
And take life to the test

They're bright chicks, strong, united
And can read another's mind
Their telepathic qualities
Leave any man's behind

I do love men and soon will probably
Get back on the horse
But in the meantime seasons change
And life will take its course

(2-27-2004)
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