men brag
hit chest and raise brow
they even can stand magic or sorcery
but just offer a pretty blouse
and here comes all men on their knees bowed
they can't stand her charming spells
she passes and men turn
if such is hell
all men gotta burn
man thinks he is safe
until he falls for salvation
at the passing of OMG
men begin to act strange
protest and plead condemnations
the good ones go slow
even the first man did not know
why images fall on the brain
and not the mirror
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