I am a WOMAN
I shave my legs,
I sit down to pee.
And I can justify any shopping spree.
Don't go to a barber, but a beauty salon.
I can get a massage without a hard-on.
I can balance the checkbook,
I can pump my own gas.
I Can talk to my friends about the size of my ass
My beauty's a masterpiece and yes, it takes long.
At least I can admit to others when I'm wrong.
I don't drive in circles, at any cost.
I don't have a problem admitting I'm lost.
I never forget an important date.
You just gotta deal with it, I'm usually late.
I don't watch movies with lots of gore.
Don't need instant replay to remember the score.
I won't lose my hair, I don't get jock itch.
And just cause I'm assertive, Don't call me a bitch.
Don't say to your friends, oh yeah, I can get her.
In your dreams, my dear, I can do better!
Flowers are okay,
But jewelry's best.
Look at me you idiot...
Not at my chest !!!
I don't have a problem,
With expressing my feelings.
I know when you're lying,
You look at the ceiling.
DON'T call me a GIRL,
a BABE or a CHICK.
I am a WOMAN.
Get it, you DICK!?!
I sit down to pee.
And I can justify any shopping spree.
Don't go to a barber, but a beauty salon.
I can get a massage without a hard-on.
I can balance the checkbook,
I can pump my own gas.
I Can talk to my friends about the size of my ass
My beauty's a masterpiece and yes, it takes long.
At least I can admit to others when I'm wrong.
I don't drive in circles, at any cost.
I don't have a problem admitting I'm lost.
I never forget an important date.
You just gotta deal with it, I'm usually late.
I don't watch movies with lots of gore.
Don't need instant replay to remember the score.
I won't lose my hair, I don't get jock itch.
And just cause I'm assertive, Don't call me a bitch.
Don't say to your friends, oh yeah, I can get her.
In your dreams, my dear, I can do better!
Flowers are okay,
But jewelry's best.
Look at me you idiot...
Not at my chest !!!
I don't have a problem,
With expressing my feelings.
I know when you're lying,
You look at the ceiling.
DON'T call me a GIRL,
a BABE or a CHICK.
I am a WOMAN.
Get it, you DICK!?!
Un poema para todos los patanes del mundo que desgraciadamente de vez en cuando cruzan nuestro camino.
7 Comments:
At 10:25 AM, Malasombra said…
De verdad que pateas con ese poema, MUY bueno. Saludos.
At 10:07 AM, Adrián Solís Rojas said…
Caray!
Muy bueno, muy bueno.
Lamentablemente yo soy de los que regalan más flores que joyas.
"Mostroso", sin embargo y levanto mi taza de café. Y si tuviera sombrero, me lo quitaría.
At 11:07 AM, Paz said…
Simplemente brillante.
Al punto, certero y lo más terrible de todo, real.
At 11:44 AM, Naty said…
Buenísimo! De quién es??
At 9:31 PM, Anonymous said…
Si si
soy una mujer, no necesito comparar mis organos sexuales para sentirme deseada, no tengo que pasar por muchas parejas para entender que quiero a una, no tengo problemas con admitir que lloro seguido y etc.
jaja muy bueno
At 7:55 AM, Violetta said…
Ay Buitre como yo no lo escribi no lo puedo cambiar, pero a mi la verdad me da lo mismo que sean flores o joyas.
Y Naty, no se de quien es, me llego por e-mail y me encanto.
At 9:24 PM, Melissa Soro said…
muy bueno...ya lo había leído hace tiempo y hasta se me había olvidado, pero gracias por traerlo a mi memoria!
muy lindo su blog!
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