What Women Want?
She yelled for me to come inside
And spend more time with her.
For she was then my brand new bride,
And my football pals overheard.
At first I was embarrassed.
But later I understood.
Football is only for a while.
She was my wife for good.
A woman lives within her cycles.
A man can not ever be sure,
Just where she’s at within them,
But it always makes sense to her!
But now I am retired.
The years have melted away.
She sends me now out fishing,
Or encourages me to go and play!
poem by Robert Edgar Burns
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