Her Perfect Man
i want a man who reads me bedtime stories
one who sings me the lullaby
he should be full of apologies
and never ever say goodbye
i want him to know his mistakes
and always make it right
he also must never be late
on every of our dating nights
he could understand our veiws
as much as we learn theirs
rather than watching soccer preveiws
and always forgeting about us
a gentlemen who gives in everytime
even if he's not at fault
he must be hard to find
in this century's awful lot
a perfect man is playing hide and seek with me
because it seems as man are all the same
they hurt, they cheat, they always leave
oh come out already i'm tired of your game
where are you my perfect man, where you hiding?
poem by Fara Sani
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