Sauce For The Gander Poem by Steve Howard

I've reached that special time in life,
when about some things I just don't care.
Like what the heck that I've got on,
or if I've shaved or combed my hair.
And when it comes to women;
well, I've had quite enough of that.
I'd rather set my shorts on fire,
or be mauled by a feral cat.
But there's still one thing I want from women;
one thing I'd truly love for them to do;
and that's to raise the lid back up,
on the toilet when they're through.