Tennessee Fried Poetry

A comprehensive tour of the mind of a burnt out feller living in Tennessee as seen through his poetry.

Sunday, October 16, 2005

A Good Woman Is Never Easy To Find

Women. So demanding,
Gripping incessantly over our inadequacies
As members of the opposite sex.
We must realize that we are two different species,
Two differing beasts with two varying methods
For pouncing on deer meat.
Analysts to the stars say its anatomical,
But I think it's all in the scent.
Oh, how women kill me with their wily ways.

I've consulted my stacks of books,
And, aside from their definite better looks,
I can hardly find justification in putting up
With such hogwash as the kind in which they dish out.
Perhaps we as males are the polar opposites to them,
And if that be the case, we're like magnets.
Imagine that. Hearts like magnets.
And that apparently makes them our lovers and best friends.
Yet , we mustn't forget that there is a special one for every man,
In that a good woman is never easy to find.
That way, the human race is guaranteed to survive.

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