Without a penis freedom would be mine,
Although the venuses don't see.
Firstly I could get away with murder,
and blame it on PMT.
I would never believe i'd be the weaker sex-
any man who says so is dead.
I could leave this man at the altar,
and marry his brother instead.
There would be no pressure or contests,
I wouldn't have to be the toughest alive.
I wouldn't be expected to be a car expert,
although there may be comments when I drive.
I have full respect for women,
and babies coming out of their belly,
but being a man is no walk in the park,
and thanks for the idea, sparklyshellie!
Oh! Make me a woman!
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unstructured
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Oh! Make me a woman!
Had I the heaven's embroidered cloths,
Enwrought wth golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
Enwrought wth golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
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moonflower
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..enjoyed! 
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sparklyshellie
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unstructured
- Clearwater Poet
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lol i confess, it's been preying on my mind ever since. I like ur work
Had I the heaven's embroidered cloths,
Enwrought wth golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
Enwrought wth golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
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ShaylaBlade
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