David McLansky

Veteran Poet - 1,044 Points (5/24/1944 / New York City)

riff On Woman Of Poems A Lofty Man Of Intellect - Poem by David McLansky

And I thought you loved me for my mind!
The sweetest fruit is not the rind;
That's the reason I went to college;
I've packed my mind with lofty knowledge;
And now you say that I'm affected,
It's not a fault that I've detected;
A man is more than just a body,
Unless of course you want John Gotti.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 9, 2014



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