Dan Brown - Female’s Fault

You do realise it’s all your doing?
All your nagging and baby-cooing?
Your make-up, mascara and lipstick,
your obsession with acting thick
all drive us round the twist.
That night, it was a hormonal, bossy,
tanned and glossy,
control freak that I kissed.
You only talk of bags and shoes,
or your painfully endless baby blues.
It bores us to death,
and we imagine your breath
being slowly choked from you.
Women are wrong,
I’ve said all along,
I mean, you sit down on the loo! !
There’s only room for one women in our lives,
and that’s our dear Mother.
The way you bloody women behave,
it’s no wonder men have turned to each other!

Dan Brown

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