Woman, be a flower
To emit fragrance.
Woman, be an inflorescence
To display beauty.
Woman, be a honey
To stimulate men
And be not a nutmeg
To betray longing souls.
This is the greatest joy
You can do to mankind.
Woman, grant men access
To have pleasure of your company.
You can do as many
As you can, a yeoman service.
12.10.2005
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Access denied World is over Access granted World is covered Every man is not human if only every man were human .......................................the world could be heavens............