ivor or ivor.e hogg
Helpmeet For M 'Lady Ann - Poem by ivor or ivor.e hogg
I don’t pretend to understand
the workings of a woman’s mind.
It is much easier I find
to let her know she can command
My full attention when she needs
someone to listen to her woes
and this apparently succeeds.
Though why or how no man can know.
She doesn’t want solutions
she merely wants to ventilate.
(A fact few men appreciate)
until her fit of blues is gone.
The female mind’s a mystery
which responds well to sympathy.
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