I got me a woman who looks like a man.
People look and whisper but i don't give a damn.
She's six feet tall in height.
To most her appearance gives them fright.
But to me she is my love.
Sent to me from that good place above.
I got me a woman who resembles a man.
I got me a ready made family because she's a mother and a gran.
Her voice is low and deep.
Her talk low and cheap.
But her heart is oh so warm.
She would never hurt nor would she ever harm.
I got me a woman who is a woman and not a man.
To all you horrible souls stop calling her stan her name is loveable jan.
- Author: Wallace ( Offline)
- Published: November 14th, 2017 01:41
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 21
Comments4
Nice one Wallace
Thank you calbreezy.
Good write, may happiness reign in your life.
Thank you goldfinch60.
Congratulations!
Enjoy!
Thanks.
Great write
Thanks Tony.
Welcome
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