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I want a man 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 want him to be gainfully employed; when I spend his cash, be not annoyed; pulls out my chair, and opens my door; massages my back, and begs to do more. Oh! for man who makes love to my mind and knows what to answer to "How big is my behind?" I want this man to love me no end and always be my very best friend. Male Poem I want a deaf-mute nymphomaniac with huge boobs, who owns a liquor store and a bass boat. I know this doesn't rhyme and I don't give a shit. | ||||
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