Men

Art -

Refus

Refus
Poem -

WEAKER..SEX !?X

WEAKER..SEX !?X

MEN DONT KNOW WHAT THEY WANT!?
IF.IT,S BACK TO FRONT.IN THEIR LIFE !?
THEY CAN,T MAKE THEIR...

Poem -

The Gentleman

A rare man,
The gentleman,
The kind to open doors,
And hold your hand.

A man...

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Poem -

SLOW AND STEADY WINS THE...

SLOW AND STEADY WINS THE RACE!!

Were men sent to us from Mars?
So women could admire their cars?
For some a trophy, their...

Poem -

Till Us Guys Get Caught

Till Us Guys Get Caught

How old are you?
Old as dirt
When I was young
Men wore skirts

No such things...

Poem -

TOY BOY

TOY BOY

I need a man, not a toy

Sick of this same old playboy!

God's gift or so he said...

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MERE...MEN!?x

MERE...MEN!?x

WOMEN..ARE A MYSTERY !?
DRESSED..IN AN ENIGMA !?
WOMEN..ARE ALWAY,S RIGHT !?
DESPITE.....

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BED & BOARD ( VERY...

BED & BOARD ( VERY BORED ) X

I,VE ..BEEN PUSHED
FROM PILLAR..TO POST !?
BEEN TREATED WORSE
THAN A FUCK N JOKE !?...

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ON..THIS SHELF !?X ( WITH...

ON..THIS SHELF !?X ( WITH ELF !")

YA..SCORED AN OWN GOAL
YA .STUPID ARSE HOLE !?
FAR ..FROM PERFECT!?
I WAS..SO WORTH IT...

Poem -

MEAN..MEN !!??x

MEAN..MEN !!??x

NO-ONE.. CAN IMAGINE !
WHAT,S GONE ON IN MY LIFE !?
NEEDLESS..TO SAY !?
NOT..ONE PRICK...

Poem -

A Womans Role

What is it about women
That makes them think their role
Is to deprive their starving husbands...

Poem -

Be Honest

I knew all about her who were you fooling just wanted to see how far you would go before your silly plan...

Poem -

What’s it all About?

Like many a dog chasing its tail

That when Saturday comes

You can bet without fail

...

Poem -

Tongues

Tongues

"What's your name?" Temptation
I've never felt sexual tension

Quite like you

Your...

Poem -

ManFlu revisited

ManFlu revisited

Please let me explain
I'm in mortal pain
I can't sleep again
I got ManFlu.

...

Poem -

The rat

The captain on vessel

The seas so unkind

The waves they are torturous

Good men left...

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masks at the door

masks  at the door

the child was sleeping on the settee ,mother ready for bed
when suddenly a knock came,all thoughts...