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Rod's poems


Before I lay me down to sleep,

I pray for a man, who's not a creep.

One who's handsome, smart and strong.

One who loves to listen long.

One who thinks before he speaks.

One who'll call, not wait for weeks.

I pray he's gainfully employed.

When I spend his cash, won't be annoyed.

Pulls out my chair and opens my door.

Massages my back and begs to do more.

Oh! Send me a man who'll make love to my mind.

Knows what to answer to "how big is my behind?"

I pray that this man will love me to no end,

And always be my very best friend. 



I pray for a deaf-mute nymphomaniac with

huge boobs who owns a bar on a golf course,

and loves to send me fishing and hunting. This

doesn't rhyme and I don't give a shit. - Handpainted and Customized Canes