Love Poem: Confused
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Written by: Maria Williams

Confused

She asks him if her butt looks Big In last years summer dress My dear you look Hot in that It accentuates I must confess And are these streaks too brassy On my mousey shade of brown My dear you pull it off with style You wear it like a crown She points to her crows feet Are they getting worse each day It lends character to your features And that's my final say Then she goes for closure Will you love me till I die I'll love you to the moon and back He whispers with a sigh So ladies the next time you declare In a voice so strong That you are ALWAYS RIGHT And He is ALWAYS WRONG And if your man agrees with you IS HE RIGHT OR WRONG???