My mother used to say.
You catch more flies with honey.
Than you do with vinegar.
She never taught me.
That the same principal.
Would apply to men.
Like how they craved affection.
Just as much as they craved sugar.
That their jaws would gnaw.
As they took bites out of my skin.
Causing me to bleed out.
Till I've been drained.
Of everything I ever was.
Or will be.
That this world.
Has taught me.
My pleases and thank yous.
That the sour words.
Have no place in a women's.
Vocabulary.
That sentences like fuck you.
I don't give a crap.
Get the hell away from me.
Offends a man's ear.
Just as much as the word no.
No fucking way.
So the next time they order honey.
Give them vinegar instead.