Before I lay me down to sleep,
I pray for a man, who's not a creep.
One who's handsome, smart and strong,
One who loves to listen long. O
ne who thinks before he speaks,
When he says he'll call, he won't wait weeks.
I pray that he is gainfully employed,
When I spend his cash, he won't be annoyed.
Pulls out my chair and opens my door,
Massages my back and begs to do more.
Oh! Send me a man who'll make love to my mind,
Knows what to answer to "How big is my behind?"
I pray that this man will love me to no end,
And never attempts to hit on my friend.
Amen.
Thursday, December 15, 2005
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Becky, dear, Ross is married to me and you can't have him!!! I'm pretty sure they broke the mold after him, so you're probably going to have to lower your expectations. Love ya!
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