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Here’s my question: Don’t daughters lope their mules? However non-existent They too surely must bend the rules. Surely it’s not only guys Who secretly, daily slap their laps. If so, would you bluenoses Quickly and firmly shut your yaps? There are so many things Boys are not supposed to ever do Like farting and belching And all kinds of gods to apologize to. We have to fold napkins And keep our elbows off the table. The list seems to grow. I’m not sure I will ever really be able. Adhering to what it takes In life to keep myself perfectly decent Seems to involve rules Both ancient, ecclesiastical and recent. I must put the lid down Because, it seems, women can’t do it. Hold the door open for them Because, alone, they can’t go through it. Give your seat up on a bus Because even if they are younger than I Women are the weaker *** And I must be much stronger, I’m a guy. And there literally hundreds Of words I can’t say and shouldn’t think. Now if only the women of the world Would outlaw me getting near the kitchen sink.
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Sep 25, 2015
Sep 25, 2015 at 2:36 PM UTC
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Here’s my question: Don’t daughters lope their mules? However non-existent They too surely must bend the rules. Surely it’s not only guys Who secretly, daily slap their laps. If so, would you bluenoses Quickly and firmly shut your yaps? There are so many things Boys are not supposed to ever do Like farting and belching And all kinds of gods to apologize to. We have to fold napkins And keep our elbows off the table. The list seems to grow. I’m not sure I will ever really be able. Adhering to what it takes In life to keep myself perfectly decent Seems to involve rules Both ancient, ecclesiastical and recent. I must put the lid down Because, it seems, women can’t do it. Hold the door open for them Because, alone, they can’t go through it. Give your seat up on a bus Because even if they are younger than I Women are the weaker *** And I must be much stronger, I’m a guy. And there literally hundreds Of words I can’t say and shouldn’t think. Now if only the women of the world Would outlaw me getting near the kitchen sink.
brent-kincaid
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Sep 25, 2015
Sep 25, 2015 at 2:36 PM UTC
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