Kind with dogs, cats, even snakes,
But for cranky girls a face stone cold.
Glued feet to balls, and sticky fingers
For technology and an astute knowledge
Of everything to do with biology.
A responsible drooping shoulder,
Many worries and several plans,
Keeping expectations lower
But no dreams to be panned.
Girls come, girls they go, seeking
Starlight in their eyes, a doting
Handsome youth to grow old,
Always cooking with special plans.
Bathing twenty times a day,
Sweating hundred and fifty.
Live as long as the drops of sweat you sweat
And as sweet and loving as in my dreams.
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