The Man That Buys Tampons Poem by Mary Nagy
The Man That Buys Tampons
So many men won't do it.
They have to hide their head.
If they must go...please let God know
he'd like to be struck dead.
Of course the store is crowded
It has to be that way...
How could this trip get any worse?
''Hey there! '' The neighbors say.
But if you only saw yourself
through other women's eyes,
you'd see a thoughtful, caring man
that fills their heart with sighs.
When a man can go buy tampons
and not care if he's seen,
he must be a true sweetheart....
or else SHE' S REALLY MEAN!
Mary, this startling title drew me in to read...and I had no idea what to expect. It is very well put together, a delight really. I think Matthew was trying to write his own poem about tampons in your comment session. One could only accuse him of 'tampon envy.' Ha! Raynette
Very nice poem Mary. It took some time for me understand what you meant by tampoon as I only knew the literary meaning. But when I did this poem became a beautiful one. 'I think' the rhymes need a little more work. Apart from that this is a good poem with a nice subject. Thank you.
Mary I must be a real sweetheart because I have done this and the sore was crowded. Was I bothered. Well at the end of the day I wouldn't think twice about buying toilet paper!
Hee Hee. Love this, but I'm worried that the unscrupulous among us may go Tampon trawling as a result! Danny
What's a tampon? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Thanks Matthew......very interesting comment. Sincerely, Mary