| We've all prayed for the perfect man at least once in our lives... If yourprayers aren't coming true, try this poem before bed...|
|Now I lay me down to sleep,|
I pray for a man, who's not a creep.
One who's handsome, smart and strong,
One whose will is thick and long.
We seem to have a theme going here?
One who think before he speaks,
When he promises to call, he won't wait a week.
I pray that he is gainfully employed,
And when I spend his cash wont be annoyed.
Pulls out my chair and opens my door, massages my back and begs for more.
Oh! Send me a man who will make love to my mind,
Knows just what to say when I ask,
How big is my behind?
One who will make love till my body's a twitchin'.
In the hall, the loo, the garden and kitchen.
And pray that this man will love me no end.
And never attempts to shag my best friend.
And as I kneel and pray by my bed.
I look at this *% head you sent me instead.