'' Take Care '' Poem by Bri Mar

They are trouble and strife,
The bane of men's life,
They can cut like a knife,
Be aware.

They do no wrong,
A character that's strong,
To them you belong,
Don't stare.

Try not to fight,
They've got second sight,
They're forever right,
So beware.

Looking at others,
Passion it smothers,
They'll become another's,
Don't dare.

Don't ever complain,
They are not inane,
You'll be driven insane,
Just swear.

Sanity doesn't apply,
When they want to buy,
Just try to comply,
It's not fair.

It has to be said,
They get a sore head,
Yes, usually in bed,
Your lair.

Once in their hold,
You are part of their fold,
They're a power to behold,


‘' Take Care ‘'