Men are Dogs with rabid bites on winter nights so says my girl(haha) men are liars and cheats who fight with slights and they claim the title "churl" men only think real quick and their brains are in the length of their dicks and all of them are like oil slicks who gain their props from other pricks who cleanly pick your bones dry while they calmly tell you lies and watch you impassively while you cry and suck you dry until you die and men laugh hard till they get hard "by the way here's a card" this goes on till they get stuck in their throats a shard, so says shakespeare the Bard who goes to the show to find one who is called a 'ho along the way juices began to flow so his Dog Ass had to go cause his punk ass was fake which is why he was on ricki lake talking bullshit to forsake yes, the men in the coats came to take his ass away to the funny farm which he couldn't get out of with all of his charm he did all his girl(and boy)friends lots of harm only to become a member of the parm-a ohio fan club and you were left on the shoulder sighing of the road that led to new york denying that he was cheating and as he was laughing and flying it dawned on you that he had given you that kiss before lying and while you were there left defying he was hit by a bus and lay dying, he denied he was crying but that's what he gets for giving you that kiss before he started lying.Birth sign: Aries
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