Poem -

No More Men

No More Men

Wannabe introvert
Skinny jeans
Ripped knees
Ankles liberated
HD brows
Man makeup
Listen to me please
I'm on social media
Hear me roar
If you tease
I'll hide away
For a while
Fake a missing report
Take some pills
Adapt to my thinking
Just for thrills
I'm different
Useless in this age
Of pending war
I'm soft
A man
No more.

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Ian William

Brilliantly written! Humourous despite the truth you bear.

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Nine Eleven

That's what I was aiming for, thanks for your support Ian.

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Tony Taylor

WOW!! Sir McGOWAN!!...... this is such a clever write!!..... the 'curious' humor actually adds to the overall 'curiosity' over the subject matter as a whole....... as always ~ VERY well delivered phrasing ~ succinctly capturing!!.......ALL STARS!!.......LOVE & ROCKETS!!...,.T xo ?✴❀

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Nine Eleven

Tony, only you can make a grown man blush lolΒ 

Thanks so much for your comments and support

Love and light
And hopefully no war
Β 

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Syd

Good stuff Gerard. Made me smile. Good observation, I see where you're coming from.

- SydΒ 

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Nine Eleven

Ha, ye, I forgot all that.

Thanks for reading.

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